I want to wake up and look outside to the city,
to pick up a book, and sip on coffee,
and hear the background noise of cars and soft melodies.
To wake up and step on the cool tile,
and to look out and see the clouds dancing,
the air swirling, and the softness of happiness.
I want to live a life of simplicity.
//d.f.
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Voices
PuisiVoices in my head, that need to be heard. Voices in my head, roam free, like a bird. *Book of poems written by myself.*
