By Daniella Djiogan
No sense of one’s self
No feelings towards the (un)avoidable
Embracing each day with unchanged expressions
Placing no faith on those big dreams
Moving with careless steps
Immuned to other’s frivolousness
Starring quite often at empty space
Insensible of other’s disputes
Taking each future with content
Disinclined to pretend for relationships
Oblivious to the changing world
Just as senseless as this so-called poem.
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