If intuition is your first stop life seems simpler.


 Animals


I stood back on my feet,

No, let the future not come.

I still feel it but it doesn't pass through me,

I found myself wandering on the islands.

It's not the time to fall in love with me,

It will bite me like biting a strawberry.

The weather is sunny and hot,

The mountains look quite pale from here.

I need to drink something cold,

Are you among my leaves?

When will you come out, I am on alert,

I caught the scent of the flying and fleeing ones.

I stood ahead on my feet,

The rustle of time whispered in my ear.

The traces of the past are not cleaned,

I sensed you approaching your prey like a prey,

I think we will become animals,

It's hard to silence instincts, after all.

The future is blowing this way,

Animals can feel this.

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