It was like a black cloud above him all the time.
He cried, yelled, sought for a will of life.
Found every possible swear to drop on his friend.
Everything went wrong.
Suddenly he doubted in everything he had believed in.
The friend and all was a prank.
He couldn't find a truth if there was none.
The more he tried, the more he distanced himself.
The body was just walking down the road,
but his mind was jumping from one place to another.
The present was passing him by while he was repairing his past
and editing his future.
The exhaustion was shaking his knees,
the hunger and thirst were confusing his mind.
Hallucinations were present daily,
he already accepted death.
But then he noticed the heaven on Earth.
There were trees full of fruit and crystal clear water.
He fell on his knees, thanked to God,
appreciated every bite, every gulp he made and fell asleep.

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