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window
i made coffee and sat beside the window
not doing at all, in a fine boring day after
i got no luck in work, tripped three times but
as always, i still feel like i may give a go
the sun had risen earlier than scheduled
i’m always flabbergasted about its magnificence
it almost wrapped the earth with gold
damn, the glorious light is just so priceless
and the sky so blue in the windy afternoon
kite smoothly flying in the coming monsoon
and kids playing, hopping around like zombies
realizing, i’ve missed how beautiful this world is
and the sky folded for another dark page
twinkling stars and moon shining since ages
the wind blew in my hair and i’m almost late
oh fuck, i’ve spent the time to procrastinate
i stood up, grabbed my dress and red ribbons
splashed the expensive perfume on the fabric
too late, but i need to see myself in the mirror
know that since yesterday, i got a little older
for those longer times, i just watched the weather
sinking into my head that the world is just better
and my thundering thoughts, i finally saw that blessing
it took so long, but i’m grateful that i’m breathing.
not doing at all, in a fine boring day after
i got no luck in work, tripped three times but
as always, i still feel like i may give a go
the sun had risen earlier than scheduled
i’m always flabbergasted about its magnificence
it almost wrapped the earth with gold
damn, the glorious light is just so priceless
and the sky so blue in the windy afternoon
kite smoothly flying in the coming monsoon
and kids playing, hopping around like zombies
realizing, i’ve missed how beautiful this world is
and the sky folded for another dark page
twinkling stars and moon shining since ages
the wind blew in my hair and i’m almost late
oh fuck, i’ve spent the time to procrastinate
i stood up, grabbed my dress and red ribbons
splashed the expensive perfume on the fabric
too late, but i need to see myself in the mirror
know that since yesterday, i got a little older
for those longer times, i just watched the weather
sinking into my head that the world is just better
and my thundering thoughts, i finally saw that blessing
it took so long, but i’m grateful that i’m breathing.
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