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Flying Signs
I drifted off,
In the warm wind,
All day long,
Looking at the signs,
That you’ve left,
And gone,
Chasing them,
One after the other,
Knowing not exactly,
If to get bothered.
Because it seems,
Unlike, you and me,
Dreaming, breathing,
Simultaneously.
So, tell me,
When to stop flying,
When I reach you,
Or when I stop seeing the signs?
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