life will change

and float like oxygen into the clouds

like memories that break out of 

existence and leave its entity of thought

from which it was encased

encased in melodies and nostalgia

that covers you in its contentment

of having lived

fifty seven years from now

and you are watching incomprehensible news

about a stranger world 

in an empty house

on a forgotten neighbourhood

 

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