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.
Yellowish pictures, dark spots unruly hair, rustic clothes holding hands, running away stopping somewhere, in the way to catch some breadth ...
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