Poem 7

      

      I have a square sticker on my laptop.

      When I look around me, all I see are shapes...

      

      

      

      We can’t live without the air.

      Blow blow the atrium wind...

      

      

      

      All the small insects live underground.

      All the rooms are waiting for the twilight moon...

      

      

      

      The light felt heavy.

      My heart felt big...

      

      

      

      But my body left in the dark room.

      My tear is in the corner of my eye...

      

      

      

      The water trickled down my cheek.

      And I let my long legs walk out of your life...

      

      

      

      I’m running to my dreams.

      Tripping over stones...

      

      

      

      I will hand it to you one day.

      Let’s draw circles before leaving...

      

      

      

      Then I’ll let you leave my mind.

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