Lost in a thought
without any plans on
touching this place again.
I’ve grown tired of
this petty ground,
its decayed stories
and pseudo dreams.
I’ve grown tired of
nothingness;
may I be denuded
physically and mentally,
may I be eternally stripped
from this horrid place
wrought with sorrows and prejudice.
May this thought be endless.
We halt in silence.
THIS IS A THOUGHT // MAJID ALTURKI
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