What is reality

I see it, I touch it
Yet it feels each time different.
In the risk of the coffee
I feel a superhero
In the downs left by southeast
I see my heart astonished.
I frame you with words
I chase you with open arms,
Come to me
Or leave a message.
I have answers.

Believe and trust

Always looking forward
We forget the taste of the past rides
In the lab.
Once assumptions,
Those crazy ideas are now believed
And found printed in the journals.
Through hard days
We learnt to trust
And believe the unreasonable
Until it became just a stepping stone.

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