I wake up
I wash my face, I look in the mirror
My reflection is what I see
It’s been a long time since I had a dream
A long time since I had a reason or a purpose in life
No cause, no need
And the thing is, I know that most probably
I will never tread on this previous land again
I mean how could I?
Oh, no, I cannot
Just sailing the endless sea, until my ship sinks
Not that I have a problem with that
Not that I see anything better
Not that it matters to me, not at all
Ships pass by, holding them sailors having specific locations
and following maps
“Captain, we’ve spotted land” brotherly sailor notifies me
I put the glass on my eye, indeed it is land, people walking on seashore
“Shall we put anchor here?”
I look at him, one of those who I’ll smile and die for…
I smile at him
It doesn’t matter, I follow no compass
It really doesn’t matter
In the mirror
I see my reflection clearly
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