Every time I sit
On the peak
The sky laughs at me
.
Every time I win the race
The future laughs at me
.
Every time I look at her
Her soul laughs at me
.
For I am not capable of
Reaching those superlatives.
Oct 26, 2019
Oct 26, 2019 at 11:27 AM UTC
Every time I sit
On the peak
The sky laughs at me
.
Every time I win the race
The future laughs at me
.
Every time I look at her
Her soul laughs at me
.
For I am not capable of
Reaching those superlatives.
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