staring out the taxi window

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sitting in a taxi on an april afternoon,
i realised how truly proud i am,
not only of you and the brightness of the moon,
but of myself when i never thought i'd ever give a damn,
proud of myself for every jump i took,
for every decision that led me to where i sat,
every decision that led me to where i look,
at all the animals and the white cat,
but also at the road outside the car window,
and realise how far i've really made it from restless nights,
with every thought i'd endow.

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⏰ Last updated: May 06, 2022 ⏰

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