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Jan 2019
A feather in the sky,
is it flying or falling?
A flock of birds,
where are they going?
Dark clouds pass by,
what are you hiding?
Oh how I wish I was there,
up high in the sky.
All my worries forgotten,
through the clouds I fly.
Things to do, people to call,
to all the responsibilities, bye bye.
But a dream is a dream, I am
thrown back into reality.
Dark clouds are parting,
giving way to the orange sea.
I envy you all,
you are all so free.
The sun's going down,
and now I head home.
Get back to reality,
switch on your phone.
I steal a few more seconds,
before I hear my ringtone.
Abhijeeth
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Abhijeeth  24/M/India
(24/M/India)   
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