I move in a speed swift,
Secure a corner in the lift,
Gravity on my weight surprise,
Seven seconds anxious no rise
Reaching for my pony phone in the bag,
Never hesitating to look like a prank,
On the screen your blank face gaze,
Standing amazed in a maze
Automatic flip opens the back page,
Two dreary decades seems the age,
A round royal yard yells the episode,
Enclosed by the fence lay the ode
The little log house,
Inner infested by mouse,
Yells out the past like a story,
This I watch from storey to storey
Of grumbling stomach,
Of weary nightmares a match,
Like struggling surrounded by the shark,
Reveals the dot, red on white a mark
Ten storeys above the earth,
I had stopped doing the math,
Glass doors slide breaking the chain immature,
In the present, a sight of a blossoming future
Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 7:47 AM UTC
I move in a speed swift,
Secure a corner in the lift,
Gravity on my weight surprise,
Seven seconds anxious no rise
Reaching for my pony phone in the bag,
Never hesitating to look like a prank,
On the screen your blank face gaze,
Standing amazed in a maze
Automatic flip opens the back page,
Two dreary decades seems the age,
A round royal yard yells the episode,
Enclosed by the fence lay the ode
The little log house,
Inner infested by mouse,
Yells out the past like a story,
This I watch from storey to storey
Of grumbling stomach,
Of weary nightmares a match,
Like struggling surrounded by the shark,
Reveals the dot, red on white a mark
Ten storeys above the earth,
I had stopped doing the math,
Glass doors slide breaking the chain immature,
In the present, a sight of a blossoming future
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