Sometimes time flies,
It passes prodigiously quickly,
As in "it's midnight already?"I look at the window,
And I feel utterly insignificant.
I look at the sky,
Where stars are shining upon me.The winter breeze whipped my face,
And staring blankly, I smile back.__________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐
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✾ ⋆ ┊. ˚.
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