How long did I slept? I have no
idea, the world was in gray morning
when I fell asleep reading, the world
was gray when I woke and kept reading
and when I gazed at the clock
it claimed 19:05. Those numbers
made me felt I had slept
days if not years, that fickle
time I had left me a Rip van Winkle
marooned far from human affairs.
Yet the bombs that had fell when
I went to the darkness were still
falling when I connected
with the bleeding world.
06.04.2025
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