Hold Ur breath n hold the time
Look at each dust particle around
They r as lonely as U r
Each brick in n each color on the skyscrapers are just constants of time
Time the lonely TinDrum...
Drags U to age
Drags U to death
Drags U on the top of the mountains
Drags U in the oceans
U can sit a while on a stone n hold ur breath n feel each moisture on ur eyelids
Then take a breath n see through the bounces...
Isn't it Ur life U see ?
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