things at home
at a walk, the other day
I was pleased to notice
that I still see things around me
that my vision is not blurred
by lack of sleep
there's beauty everywhere
at home
on the streets
in you.
I was pleased to notice
that I still see things around me
that my vision is not blurred
by lack of sleep
there's beauty everywhere
at home
on the streets
in you.
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