ADAM BEZAAR

A personal thought diary

06/23/25 Until The Break of Morning’s Line

We met by chance, a twist of fate, Two strangers bound by something great. We spoke at first with guarded grace, Then hearts aligned in...

I sit here in a coffee shop, living my mundane life, working on some projects that are due in a few days. I try to distract myself, but I...

I find it strange. More and more people trying to be seen, to be remembered. Chasing fame, chasing a legacy. I do not understand it. Why...