Wander

I don't even understand what I'm writing....................

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The rain will come and the curtains shall fall,

all those who did wrong will pay for it all.

Thou shan't perish for the sun will rise and set,

like a kaleidoscope, live in colours, may it be distorted yet surreal.

Have your plate prepared to be serve by the unknown.

A vessel that is empty, is the one who gives most.

Nothing is everything and vice versa.