Jan 2022
Then I wrote you this text
After days
It feels waiting
The what is she doing
To my contemplating
And now it is later
And later
Creating
Iām just
Cosmic dust
And I rust
In her fading
After days
It feels waiting
The what is she doing
To my contemplating
And now it is later
And later
Creating
Iām just
Cosmic dust
And I rust
In her fading
