Walk back to reality when nobody seems to care. Could get there with my eyes shout easy now, and it does not take too long.
Back in that room again, green tea, in the company of no one, talking business.
Seek into my hours and found the reflection of hidden lost dreams from the near future, when the big guy tries to find the solution to no problem, running round and round, giving directions to a broken wheel.
The bright light turns gray in the way to the bones, while I look around thinking of goals that need to wait for more days than nights to come. And sing to the voice of Janet. Como luna menguante.
Found a new light in the dark yellow room, found myself in yet a new world, long unknown for me when it was just in front of my eyes. But the rain was not here tonight.
Nothing left to write.
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