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Hospital Fragrance
Someone said something about someone.
Exactly at 05:03
Where is the human responisibility to restrain from false gravity?
No one will ever want to know the human nature inside a problem.
Wrapped inside a humanitarian aid, hospital pale cake.
Some sweet moment for someone.
My father brought wild flowers, scarred-wise fingers of years, toiling roots, hide no truths from mankind.
Breathe my son, breathe the earth.
Bitter, yes it is! Taste the vital bitterness of your planet.
And walk the trails that remained unmarked by someone that said something about someone.
But not to you.
So why would you listen dear son?