The world out there and i

Internet preachers
Spaceships captains
Going no where
But talking as if
They were.
Glitter and glue projections
that fall apart upon close
None of that.
None of them.
Truth lays hidden
Somewhere inside
Where you can not
Nor know
the true me.

About seagullsea

a seagull flying over the great ocean of life observing.
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