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A strange,

Orange day.

When the sun hides,

Breathing feels tight, and

Aimlessly falling thoughts,

Look for a ledge to grasp.

Still, hours pass,

Clouds melt in time,

And thoughts fall asleep,

In the middle of dark,

Still nights.

But not yet.

Outside is still light, and

Hours need to pass.

Susanne & Sasan

Picture by Susanne Navid - Words by Sasan Navid

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