Haze glances off the skin on me
I live love and exist rather humanly
Exhaustion wants to cling to me
The hot afternoon Wind gives me a lecture
But world watch me shrug
I´m running on wednesday juice
never unplugged
I´m at thursday´s door
Watch me not care into the sunset
Tiredness trailing off with you
everlooming sky cooking pot of our thoughts
The haze has nothing on me
Living loving and existing through each day´s portal
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