Meet me
at the skyline
when my glass is half empty again.
We will sit in silence,
drinking slowly
All the time
We will sit while the breeze
makes us colder
We stood atop a hill at
four minutes past twelve,
(the snow fell hard – ten centimeters of silence in three hours)
while
colourful flowers bloomed in the sky
You and i never leave
Every second. Every minute. Every hour. Every day.
meet me at the skyline and bring me the horizon
It never ends. It never ends.
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