Flowers withered
A pasture forsaken
Sheepishness came, then gone
Home, agonized
“Break the rules!”
Almost imperceptible
You heave a sigh
Probably nothing I can do
I am not sure, I fly
You will not break the rules
There are many things we and they do not really know,
do not understand
Home, I daydream

2101|2015

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