As I look into the eyes I start finding the reasons For all and nothing We travel an illogical circle A no way sign down all the roads It shouldn't be When there are so many possibles Yet the days follow and run Through the window spaces A gust blow through Rain water pushes through A storm inside and as you pull back It is sunny outside What is it that I cannot feel And cannot understand What is it which I ignore But let not go of me It is all relative I keep reminding myself As the window blows open.Birth sign: Aquarius
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