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Pretending

Staring at the spotless light of the spotted moon

Talking with the fireflies of the night

I think about you, I whisper

pretending you are taking to me

Hearing the calming voice of the deadly insects

Drawing the shapes in the stars

I imagine you, I sing

pretending you are singing along

Smelling the beautiful smell of the dirty soil

Lying in the ground

I miss you, I smile

Pretending you are smiling along

Tasting the sweetness of the cold air

waving my hand

I feel you, I fly

Pretending you flying along

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By · Indra Paneru

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