And I focus
on the red standby led's;
They're like three fireflies
pausing in mid air.
Wrapped inside cashmere thoughts,
my curtains close.
I crawl into aspiration...
Time blurs
into digital green
and I slumber into stargaze.
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And I focus They're like three fireflies
Wrapped inside cashmere thoughts, my curtains close.
I crawl into aspiration...
Time blurs into digital green
and I slumber into stargaze.
Author notesthree standby led's: the one of my stereo, TV and Playstation. Please tell me what you thinkComments
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