My crush
Deep silence in the park some birds are late to their nest
Shadows covering from bright light from city
Sitting alone in the bench I can see bright stars
Already exposed in the dark I can hear night songs directly from the park
I can hear some echoes that takes me back
The day I see something calling and attracting me
And some drums that kick hard within my vessel
I was dying though am breathing
I was seeing though am dreaming
I was walking though I was standing still
Then I realized it was too late
Treasure was already possessed
And i was a buyer without a package
I feel troubled and disturbed, then I realized
Every car in backyard was new once.
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