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294 of 365

The languid gait

or the cold stare

isn’t you.

 

I sat in the corner,

pensive, solemn.

 

I looked

for the stars

on a cloudy night.

 

I wondered if the sun

will rise the next day.

 

For unusual had became the norm.

Did you wonder the same,

when you watched me digress.

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