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sinking ship
For the sun has taken the sail, painting the sky a tapestry of emotions.
The wind wafted through my hair, making it dance to its rhythm.
The trees pranced like a cheer squad, shaking their poms poms
Streets hummed the melody, a melody so still yet so unique
Humans like little sticks walking around, their daily routine
Seizing their grocery bags, screaming each others name, bicycling around
Honking their cars, jogging and fixing their homes such deafening sound
A girl standing in the middle of the life need to get a move on
Takes a step and wishes for the best
Copyright ©
Laiba Bashir
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