Everyone

I frequently drive past that apartment building

With desolate recollections unfolding

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It was quiet and still.

Not a sound could be heard.

A couple of birds flew through the air in the distance almost invisible.

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My body is tired

My soul is tired

My bones ache

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Las horas a solas,

Confunden al alma,

Irritan la calma;

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Every night

Fairies arrive

They are tiny creatures

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Are we going back to normal?

That’s what folks say

But what does that really mean

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The shadows worshipped his angular lines

Reluctant to release its blushing binds

Stepping out from the darkness was the

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A month has gone by

A day has gone by

And another hour has gone by

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Are we going back to normal?

That’s what folks say

But what does that really mean

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My silence like an enchantment

Although I’m quiet

My mind is like a ever changing season

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