Note: Listen to "4 O'Clock" by RM & V before reading this.
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I climbed the roof of my little home.
It didn't have view of beautiful sunsets,
There was no city at the distance
And no rainbow on the horizon.
But I stood there,
Nothing but concrete homes around me.
I wrap my arms around to keep myself warm
As your scent lingers on my sweater
And let my hair dance slowly with the cool breeze.
I look up at the sky
As I wait for you into the deep night,
Like a distant dream, I'm trying to chase.
Are we born in the same tide of time?
You seem to be a story from my old nov
Maybe you are the little butterfly that fluttered its wings
And I got caught in the ripples.
Or maybe you were my little wish
That I wished upon a fallen star.
-Pink Poet
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20/07/2017