Note: Listen to "4 O'Clock" by RM & V before reading this.

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I climbed the roof of my little home.

It didn't have view of beautiful sunsets,

There was no city at the distance

And no rainbow on the horizon.

But I stood there,

Nothing but concrete homes around me.

I wrap my arms around to keep myself warm

As your scent lingers on my sweater

And let my hair dance slowly with the cool breeze.

I look up at the sky

As I wait for you into the deep night,

Like a distant dream, I'm trying to chase.

Are we born in the same tide of time?

You seem to be a story from my old nov

Maybe you are the little butterfly that fluttered its wings

And I got caught in the ripples.

Or maybe you were my little wish

That I wished upon a fallen star.

-Pink Poet

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20/07/2017