This imagery always came up to my mind that
if the time finally waits for me
His face must be gloomed with disappointment
As I arrived face to face
He would look me in the eye
"why wouldn't you running too?"
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Repetition
PoetrySometimes a cup of coffee and morning vibes won't work until you get a pinch of reality to be fully aware of ourselves, and what is truly happening outside our living bubble. Let's read one to find which line of this reality hit yours.
