Mask!
A friend, who eventually evolved into my guest, came up with a little chat while delighting in my lunch.
A vegetation friend cooked meat for me and served it with mindfulness.
A chum who naps every night by clasping me with love.
A mate who hugged me with love and kissed me on the forehead when I unfurled my mind and apprised the history.
For a year, I haunted that pal who left home when time passed through the darkness by promising he would come back.
He wandered without giving me eye contact even though he was beside me.
My mind was not willing to overlook that mate who sharpened my uneasiness for a year.
When my intellect commenced misplacing gradually, I met another chum with expertise in psychology.
He started to study my mind.
"As usual, intellect altered the path for emotion."
He advised calling my old friend to fill the ditch he had constructed in my mind.
Listening to my sound on the other end of the phone, my beloved friend, who had bubbled with tenderness, sounded,
"Fuck off, man".
As hot sand from a sunny beach is thrown into my mind, the ditch is sealed with a burning sensation.
My psychologist pal said to me.
"The mask is slightly separated from love. Through that aisle, wisdom can walk now."
🖊️ Askar
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