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A sound of a music marching through my ears,
Tickling my conscious as I stand on the ground, awaking my guardian who fall a sleep after swallowing word after word on her novelty books.
Where the cover covered in dust and pale binding, it has been a while since she got that books from her imaginary prince,
Today, where the dawn replaced by the brightness of the sky, where everyone started to explore their thoughts,
The air keeps telling me to step on the grass, where the rabbit falls from the tree,
And a cat started chasing after it.
This is where I belong now, where the air is still fresh, and a plate of sunny side up awaits in the kitchen,
And yet, all the memories of the past, being burried into the deepest part of my journal,
About the sun who were set for a moment for its short nap.

@Cabuanga
May 23, 2020