I lean against my balcony
Watching badminton game that doesn't feel like game
Looking over the windows that refuses to on their lights
Wondering about the people who love to lean here like me
About people who are eager to fresh start
About days that were just as dark as nights
Sometimes I wonder about love
My feel for it
Also about friends who live and stare down a different city
Wondering all the same
All feelings become stranger for a second
And comfortable for a minute
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