Patiently counting our numbers
From one to the thousands
Laid back in the clouds, December
Meeting every East of Easts
First was like adorable puppy
Second, it sentenced me pain
Third, it blew indescribable
I had no space for my dignity
Dumped aside 'til fourth
This walk of life I ask
On why, of who I am
T'was silent in the next summers
In my kingdom so lonely
With echoes, so empty!
Here seventh comes before me
Nothing changed as fool as me
(4:31-4:38 pm, Jan. 30, 2021)
