nor it is something normal.
it's the cliché of everyday's situation.
where we live in the world full of assumptions.
blink it once or twice.
the red narrow light caught your attention.
on the ceiling is the world of mice.
where none of the sounds seem to be an affection.
sometimes it's tiring,sometimes it's fun.
trying so hard to work on your dreams as yourself may.
can't yell at moon or shout at the sun.
because you are lost when you have nothing to say.
gibberishly speaking.
none of us are sinking.
but the least.
do.
no idea what i'm talking about?
-_-
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