Saturday, 25 March 2023

Nolly

In that different scene, when you left home, you didn’t ever dream that you’d re-schedule, start polishing the chrome, sing at the swinging moon, it’s ages where you’ve been, the wind going cold, turning fields to green, waiti outside the school , you could never live alone, fresh smell of their satchels, rain settles on the breeze, to rescue God and love, it makes you feel at ease, Oh you were so cool, laugh now what's come to be, waiting for holidays in June, singing at uncertainty, growl little lullaby tunes, this place sets you free, duties never dues.

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