there is time in a day
there are days in a time
we find ourselves
in between commitment
a cup of tea
butter the sky
listen to the birds’ gossips
drift to here and there
enjoy the me time
many mugs of coffee
painted all moods of the sky
witnessed the birds’ territory battles
trapped in the gap of in between
enduring the sorrow of
going no where
Oh, I really really really love this one!
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Mee too!
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Glad we’re seeing eye to eye 🙂
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🤓🤓
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