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Euphoria and Echoes
Whole day,
What a feeling of an all-time high,
Sunshine and blue sky,
Laughter across the field where kids play.
Surrounded by people you adore,
Attention at bay even when topics were a bore.
Euphoric-filled day is our perfect score,
Too much, too little, but still wanting more.
Craved that mellow, grassy, irresistible bitter tea,
Among choices, but that’s all you see.
Till punched by this century’s peddler,
Scent of Japanese fare in this city, quite popular.
Wait, aren’t you too happy?
Here’s the universe sending you down a road a bit bumpy.
Came across a phantom of the past,
That fans the flames of bygone angst.
How fast your face’s smirk turned jaded,
Why such a beautiful day overturned by someone’s blunder.
In that moment, would the world stop spinning if we prayed,
I wonder?
What a feeling of an all-time high,
Sunshine and blue sky,
Laughter across the field where kids play.
Surrounded by people you adore,
Attention at bay even when topics were a bore.
Euphoric-filled day is our perfect score,
Too much, too little, but still wanting more.
Craved that mellow, grassy, irresistible bitter tea,
Among choices, but that’s all you see.
Till punched by this century’s peddler,
Scent of Japanese fare in this city, quite popular.
Wait, aren’t you too happy?
Here’s the universe sending you down a road a bit bumpy.
Came across a phantom of the past,
That fans the flames of bygone angst.
How fast your face’s smirk turned jaded,
Why such a beautiful day overturned by someone’s blunder.
In that moment, would the world stop spinning if we prayed,
I wonder?
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