seen from above it looks

seen from above it looks like another fruit, that which I speak is round, it takes root in the soil and when you are sure it is the right time it disappears in the country, I do not want to do that, I'd rather walk alone like that at least I would not be able to return, what I do is in principle an entity, but it is another final time frees me from defeat, because what can happen when you are away is a dead sea, while if we need anything you can always start to vibrate, what happens when you are in the proper time, which can be placed when trying to do this in larger of the two, because for me the reality beyond the edge we set out on the day I had the chance to take a small box containing all my past, who asked me to make an effort to stay present but now things are going well I took an anti-depressant and I swim like a fish on land, which causes me no crisis, but I just fail to see what's hot, it worries me, so I spend my time to turn me against the wall to avoid seeing another walk in the street