experience

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I count the time,
pointing to me.
In the open sky,
nothing can hold me back.
Between my bedroomwalls,
its an unmistaken ache.
Knowing of the world outside,
I'm able to take any chance,
while there's always a reason
to follow the line.
Coming to an explanation,
its nothing to be added to my world.
Just an experience to share the same things
in the hands of time.