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Apr 2017
Milestones
A thousand of them
And all around me
I know
The way they infect everyone with happiness.

Oh,
But not me
My eyes are closed and I only hear them
One thousand sounds
Each one louder than the last.

And I wish
That one day I could see them
My own milestone
One I can never reach
But I can only hope for.
insomniatrical
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