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Silence…
A whisper,
The night breeze says hi
Traveling through my hair
Where is it coming from?
Whistling through the genie’s lamp
Beckoning me to rub it
I don’t believe
In that stuff,
Sorry.
I have lost hope in wishes.
Lost dreams and fantasies
Fuck that shit.
Got me confused in the here and now.
Some black magic.
But I hear voices traveling with the wind
Tripping out, I’m going insane.
Is this all happening in my brain?
I feel like I’m living someone else’s life.
The wind’s etude
Contains no lyrics,
All instrumental
But it sounds about right.
Because I hear what I don’t want to hear.
Still, the wind
Might be playing mind tricks on me.
But I don’t mind its presence.
It’s been awhile
