Orbits in oblivionLots of direction: not a single road, Innumerous buds: not one would explode. Life’s a search: destination unfound, Infinite possibilities to get to higher ground.Orbits in oblivion
On the crossroads at ground zero, My heart’s silent, my head’s a psycho: No voice from within, no clue from beyond, Je ne sais quoi, je ne sais quand!
Alone, amidst emotional anarchy, Edgy and estranged, escapist psyche. A stray satellite, it’s yearn for an orbit, A silent spider, determination a habit!
No more ‘why?’, the question’s ‘how?’ A need to vent, a lust for ‘wow’. Stor
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