Two days ago;
When the sun was moving towards the end,
When the wind swept the hate from disturbed faces,
When everybody, but everybody on the world synchronized their breaths.
One more taking before giving it.
You released your dreams out off your mind.
Your mind off your brain.
Your brain off your
You blew it!
Like celebrating your party without a laugh.
A cry, a cry.
That's what you gave us.
Two hundred feet earlier;
Where you stood still and looked up to the sky,
Like all lies became true or wishes waited for a lie.
Where you were still awake and wondrous,
Where the land was nothing but the spot your feet touch.
You imagined your future as a definite black board.
You cleaned the words from your mouth.
You painted it!
Like estimating a new direction in your spiral.
A laugh, a crying out laugh.
That was what you intended to give us!
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