Life

When there is a dawn, 
There is night owl falling into a hole of fantasy. 
They don't stop to take a sip.

When there is a sunset,
There is a traveler wanting to catch the sun. 
They don't stop to take a dip. 

Life has its beginnings and its ends, 
But I rather chase life, 
Instead of drinking coffee in the cafés of Berlin.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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