Sometimes time feels like it's slipping through my fingers,
from under my feet.
I am racing with time, but time is faster.
Will I lose it or will I get to the next level?
I can hold on tight and flex my muscles.
Arrows from another world might still hit me.
I want to feel safe with myself
so I had to grow my own armour.
Mold only grows in moist areas
and I am spoiled from within.
But sometimes you fall and all you can do is just get up and start walking.
KABK Graduation Show 2021 | 8-11 July 2021
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