makes me mad.
I can't think of anything
when I am in the Crowd.
Empty places are more comforting,
I long for some quiet place with
Trees, plants, grass and flowers
To sit down and look at them
As Romeo looked at Juliet
or Majnu looked at Laila.
Going on the same road everyday Looking at the same things. Same regular banal scenes Dirty roads, dusty pavements. Heaps of garbage, fille...
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