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Speciality

Holding right to my brain

That floats and shakes in this period of frustration.

Water is warm and waved are regular,

Like boredom that slowly

Embrace you day by day

Until you forget your passions

And what makes you special.

You decide that,

Not those outside.

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Surrounded

Time is not wasted,
As you think,
While staring at the horizon of today.
The mountains lay closer
And clouds are covering the sparse houses
And their lights.
Today, the valley is narrow
And hugs me with no escape.

Low fences

The rigid walls of a predefined career
Are easy to aspire to
And reassuring when thinking about the future.
Walls that delimit a job,
That Somebody else has designed
Are very high and the missing view
Is sadly breathtaking.

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