I pierce my eyes deeper and deeper into his black coat
his balding hair
life seams stagnant
a dream that makes you wonder if you'll ever wake up
this is the first time I look at people and do not wonder what goes on in their little lives
I felt it right after I came back town, something different either in me or this world,
it isn't how it used to be
with all the peonies and the honey.
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