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The sun sinks differently under an undisturbed skyline. I wonder if it has something to do with my eye-line, With the way I want things to happen on my time; The sun should set when I want and rise only when I co-sign. Here in suburbia time moves slow. The sun moves at a half-time pace and so do the days. I wonder if I’m missing out skipping out looking out for what’s racing past. In New York all time seems to do is pass But here it moves Slow. I wonder if I wonder too much. No time to wonder or wander in a city too full of too many too much too fast too busy I have to do do do before the day leaves me behind— Here, I leave the sun behind. Or it leaves me. Sometimes, time moves so slow I can’t tell if I’m rushing or dragging But I know that I’m moving and I think that may be enough. I look up again and the sun has set. Today, it must be enough.
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Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 2:50 PM UTC
sunsets in suburbia
The sun sinks differently under an undisturbed skyline. I wonder if it has something to do with my eye-line, With the way I want things to happen on my time; The sun should set when I want and rise only when I co-sign. Here in suburbia time moves slow. The sun moves at a half-time pace and so do the days. I wonder if I’m missing out skipping out looking out for what’s racing past. In New York all time seems to do is pass But here it moves Slow. I wonder if I wonder too much. No time to wonder or wander in a city too full of too many too much too fast too busy I have to do do do before the day leaves me behind— Here, I leave the sun behind. Or it leaves me. Sometimes, time moves so slow I can’t tell if I’m rushing or dragging But I know that I’m moving and I think that may be enough. I look up again and the sun has set. Today, it must be enough.
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moniqueezeh
21/nyc
Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 2:50 PM UTC
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