5 am – Day 18

Vicious undefining thoughts leaving home to wander the world. Traversing through loop holes and cracks, never fitting anywhere. Finding sense to lose it again and sleeping in Siberia. Home to alone, never gone home; Never found one. 
Cold conversations with the unknown for myriad hours in dreams or despair – will never know where. Curse or cursed is all the same, the very old same and my name never changed. 
© Aniket More


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