Daze

I see the same stars in the distance

The off-centre roof with the same old sky

Sounds and people are different

I walk the streets with curiosity plastered

The calm dead empty streets

The road doesn’t seem to end for a while

I want to let it all out

None to wipe my tears

I miss my old life

Maybe this is for the best

 

 

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