31 Dec 2019

The fresh smell of toasting,

Of bubbles filling the air,

Saturates the heart with golden lights.

Celebration day

A celebration day is on the way
I just realised this is the magic moment
The routine is interrupted
By a sharp flash of white light.
This will take the form of a time-freeze
With nor targets nor expectations
Only daydreaming and absurdities.

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