waiting for the green signal,
chewing up the complexities of life
doing my part in warming up the earth
wasting the effort in a social network site
avoiding the vibrations of message flooded cell
neglecting the knocks of beggars on the windowpane
i was laying back as i got nothing else to do other than
to wait for the green signal at this junction of rendezvous.
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