You should go to my homeland,,
and see,,
how the sun rises,,
its wobbly...
by the way,,
you never told me how sad loving you could be,,
i feel like i am drowning all the time,,
and through the water i see you looking at me,,
But at this instance,,
the shadow of your house darkens on my wall
deeper and deeper as the sun goes up.
Here, there are 3 colors on your terrace,
competing to be seen,
and twisted iron bars,,
that look like people to me...
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