Sometimes

Sometimes they just stand there,

sometimes they travel as fast as they can hitting my head with their echoes.

Sometimes they are meaningless,

sometimes they are the size of the entire world.

Sometimes they feel like needles,

sometimes they feel worst, weakening every cell in my body.

Sometimes…

Sometimes they should not be pronounced.

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