feeling of pleasure a short live
done after you acelebrate it
similar to, to passing moments
when you’re deep, deep asleep
waking up tired; unknown cause
think, recall and probably pause
i close my windows, draw curtain
went to the backyard, pulled grass
watch rabbits run around freely
they look at me, stop and hop away
no fear, they know i let them be
similar to my dreams everyday
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