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Mar 2021
I want to walk down the street in the midnight lamp posts
I want to drown in the words of these open books
I want to find the path that leads to Atlantis
All of my thoughts are filled with these antics

I want to climb the canvasses stacked in my room
I want to sit for weeks and watch the flowers bloom
I want to swim in the clouds and just sink like the titanic
All of my thoughts are filled with these antics

I want to listen to the wind filled with my favorite songs
I want to dance with my emotions and feel like everything belongs
I want to grab the universe, and hold all of the planets
But i know, I can only dream of these antics
Microbees
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Microbees  15/F/Labyrinth, to the left
(15/F/Labyrinth, to the left)   
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