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Sunrise Lover

Watched the sun rise
over hopeless apartment buildings.
Talked about
the rest of the world
according to Us.
Drank imported beer,
smoked cheap cigarettes;
life is about the things that are
important to you.
Philosophy and alcohol
paled in comparison
with knowing that sunrise,
like it was a lover,
or like you were a lover.
Went home that morning
with your name on my lips,
with a hangover from God.
Didn't see you again
for months.
When you called last night,
your voice was like
a sugar-coated violet,
and I could smell
your perfume
through the phone.
And I'm wondering
if there will be another sunrise.
And I'm hoping.
Yes, I'm hoping.
Written by Istra
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