.Empty.Words.

I feel barefeet anyway I go,

My feet are being hurt easily.

They are sensitive and offended.

I have no protection, no power.

But I keep walking,

After all.

I'm surrounded by people,

But would they help my bleeding feet?

Would they help me on my juorney?

After all everyone's worried about his own business.

And my juorney jades me,

My juorney is exhausting and complicated.

But I keep walking,

After all.

My hands cannot help,

My head is full of unnecessary thoughts.

Only my feet keep walking,

Without brakes

And after all,

I'm still barefoot.

"על המדף כשבא הערב

כשאיש אינו נמצא בחדר

היא לא יפה ולא צוחקת

כשאיש אינו רואה אותה

הבובה בוכה".

היי זו אני, הבובה.

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תסלחו לי על העצבות, תקופה לא הכי טובה.

שבוע טוב

-מלי-