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Some shrubs, a road, bright lights. My own jungle

Some shrubs, a road, bright lights. 
My own jungle, beside my bed. 
A flying bet and a whistling watchman walking, beside my bed.
A breeze, a ray, a drop entering inside, beside my bed.
A window, some grills a net a curtain, beside my bed.
A mind, some thoughts a pen a paper, beside my bed.
A person, a man, a bed so well made, but still sleepless
I am on my bed... I had a suffocation kind of feeling in my room today. I peeped out of window and looked down to the insanely grown shrubs, a teen arnica tree and a road reflecting a street ligh and me looking at them sleepless. 

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Some shrubs, a road, bright lights. 
My own jungle, beside my bed. 
A flying bet and a whistling watchman walking, beside my bed.
A breeze, a ray, a drop entering inside, beside my bed.
A window, some grills a net a curtain, beside my bed.
A mind, some thoughts a pen a paper, beside my bed.
A person, a man, a bed so well made, but still sleepless
I am on my bed... I had a suffocation kind of feeling in my room today. I peeped out of window and looked down to the insanely grown shrubs, a teen arnica tree and a road reflecting a street ligh and me looking at them sleepless. 

#ashay 
#wiredwords 
#bullshitblog 
#life 
#lifequotes 
#mycnc