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The sun is coming back again.
It almost opened its burst gate.
It makes us leave our clothes.
And our skin joined the dust.
The town is still in dreams.
It doesn't seem to care about the strange breeze across the street.
Our legs feel longer and gummy, each and every step.
However, the heat will fall and decrease in trembling veils,
This smell reminds me of last year.
When The ghost of an oil truck broke apart, close to the river.
The spill cast over everything, shadowing the moon’s shimmer.
There was no way to look through it or look at it.
…
The sun is coming back again.
It is taking effect on our hands.
It makes us bite our lips and hold our breath.
Sweat evaporates, as if it came from a broken bottle of perfume.
Sound comes around again – it is not to be trusted.
Earlier, I jumped off the bed and looked at you sleeping.
I looked for a cigarette, silently.
The ghost still addresses us, as if we were outside.
And now only time seems to move around us, in a fragmentary agitation.
We're looking for a distraction that walking can't provide anymore.
