naught fever

Wake Up..

wake up..

wake up my sweet little buddy, its already five past seven
life is so beautiful here, it almost looks like heaven
revolutions n politicians n all their sweet words spoken
have made you sleep, for long n deep, now its time to get awaken

sleepy n gloomy, sun has never shone on your sky
soothing n cozy, have you ever tried opening an eye

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