The rods are not so long to me
for a good journey
always go with two own legs
no one there to walk on side
My mornings never be alone
sunrise wakeup me for a good coffee
whole day goes with the passing clouds
no one there to share my food
Shadows never share my bed
and always pillows replace it
sleepless nights are not so weird
this is all never makes me tired!
arthi
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