Night feeling

Few hours can feel
Like a whole expedition
And I now, tired, vanish
blending in the night.
Releasing control,
My head wonders
Happy like a child
At the end of the day.

Liberation

I drop weight,
I drop a baggage full of past
With a rancid taste.
Walking slowly I can pick flowers
for a hopeful basket.

Cigarettes and coffee

Smoke your cigarette Very slow
And turn into smoke the dark side of this day.
Puff puff those words of arrogance
And the exclamations of envy
Away from your ears.
Cigarettes and coffees save the world
Every day.

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