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my thoughts are drafts - pm
Dusk
It’s chilly and I want to go home
Before it gets dark
Nothing to do
But wait for the bus
as the sun goes down
I watch the clouds drift (I like watching them)
Soft patches covering the blue sky
The sun illuminates them
Toasting them..
I feel
The warmth
Even though my fingers are frozen
As I watch
The clouds seem to travel faster
A sign of
Time. Like the cars that pass by me,
Moving.
This is life
and I can’t believe
that people don’t notice
And among those serene skies
The moon
An isolated diamond in the sky
is watching over me
