Aout

Draft is getting stuffed. But I don't feel right to write anything.
Do we have to wait another second, ...?

Chances are limited.



Someone from the 15s.
Saluting from the window of my sleep.
Not to reminisce, but to share a new beat.
Who knows what will really happened.

Just choose.
I know it's scary.
But it's better than to have none.
Risk is the currency.

I'm as healthy as an apple.

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