Coldness are draging in from a transparent sky
temporarily cosy, greysscaled mood,
screaming perceptions, bubbling temper
buildings wait around the corner, with an edge
music plays: naked, emotional, escapefully
distracted photographs of existance
frustration, anxiety and a smigde of joy
a shaped notebook turns a page
the wind blows carefully, though



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