The clock strikes
two times;
people are still
awake:
standing in corridors
talking.
All these window
shutters.
Arranging all of them
nicely,
what am I even
doing?
Is this how I spend
my time?
Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 12:41 PM UTC
The clock strikes
two times;
people are still
awake:
standing in corridors
talking.
All these window
shutters.
Arranging all of them
nicely,
what am I even
doing?
Is this how I spend
my time?
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