I suddenly woke up,
in a hot sunny 2 pm where
my dreams were high with opium,
Everything felt so me,
everything felt so we,
but everything went so flee,
in a hot sunny 2 pm.
In a hot sunny 2 pm,
I feel so small in the room what feels like a hall,
everything feels falling, the remains are nothing but wall.
roundandeven
squaring things around