When i think about you
I feel out of place
Something i never had before
Maybe if i was a dog,
It was like the first time ever
i could finally catch the red ball in the grass
When i think about you
I was somewhere strange
Where the river freezes
in the middle of August
I feel odd
Like the purple rose
with peculiar scent
Once i dreamed about you
I was stranded on the island
which never existed
Syracuse, NY
Feb 1st, 2018
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