61604

Now when the sky suddenly turned gray
and the sun melted with the moon
tell me about the secrets
you hide under your coat.
I’ll wipe the dust off
my angels wings
and let them
fly off
free.

Never
get wiser
nor happier,
different faces
but the same old places
calling me back to the start.
Again and again in circles
I kill myself and give me rebirth.

sudden traffic jam
the walls around and inside
still resist the time

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