The inner peace
the anxious breath
the wind behind the trees
a trolley with dirnks.
Your gorgeous thick and dark hair
and your smile
without your sight back.
My bed time just reading books
and my bed time watching YouTube.
The news friendships
and the strangers
that never enounce their words:
put some boa on the bread
keep focused in this boring claim.
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