Are you as lost as I am?
You say you found a way
We both know of its impurity
Tell me the truth of your wayward ways
A memento of which you keep in the
deep of the darkest night
All the signs point to confusion
sentences without punctuations
paintings without signatures
Everything is a circle
to return to the end
of understanding, I know nothing
So tell me
Are you as lost as I am?
Painting by Victor Nizovtsev
Smoke words every day. 
Wow, It is so relatable..
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Glad it is 🙂
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This is absolutely wonderful!
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Thank you Ishita!
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Look out for words coming your way. 😊
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This is just amazing, Rahul. Wow, I am speechless. Such powerful, pure and perfect writing – amazingly done 🖤🤗
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Thank you so much as always! So glad you read me 🙂
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No, I’m not lost! “All my confusion, He understood. All I had to offer Him was brokenness and strife, but He made something beautiful of my life!” Do you know that song? All my sentences have punctuation – – – and many end with an exclamation! No, I am not lost!!
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Great to hear that!
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Yes I am lost and after reading this I am lost forever 🥺😭
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Not forever I hope
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Deeply resonate, I’ve been lost a lot of times. I suppose it teaches us to let go of control. Surrender and trust, that life has the best plan in store, often way bigger than we imagined.
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Yes, for sure.
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Very well written!
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Thanks Yamini!
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Hi there https://efo8.wordpress.com/2021/08/11/speaking-to-a-treatise-of-truth-488-the-unpunctuated-soul/
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Reading in a while!
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Let me know
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