Pieces, moments and…

… and all those parts of now which seem to be so precious.

Moments.

Maybe we are here to live only for them.

For light, sunny ray which makes us smile?

Or maybe…

… for funny shapes? Naughty even?

Or colors? Why not?

For the sky in the evening or morning…

Or for the sea showing the most impressive rocks?

Maybe?

Or for them. Birds.

For many of you annoying, for too many of you unnecessary…

Or for gold?

Yeah, I bet many sees good only in gold… money, cash, higher ground, another job, better job, even if you need to stamp on others dead bodies.

Or maybe…

For all those dizzy moments?

When you are able to create something weird. Something funny. Something… not truly visible. Something…

Maybe?

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