Loneliness in time of crowds
And there it is, the destined warming up
The coming out to savour the last wind breaths
Bodies filling grounds, burning skin,
For a little more joy
Some laying, some watching, some swimming
None aware
None alone
And there it is, the destined warming up
The coming out to savour the last wind breaths
Bodies filling grounds, burning skin,
For a little more joy
Some laying, some watching, some swimming
None aware
None alone
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