A real short story

Not a typical night, so clear I see the sky, no moon

Bifocal vision a double, a breeze the wind is aloof

Rolling flows of air surround, never bounds

Tunes of no regret forever and never forget

Is it true or is it foggy, clouds are ample, dew is thick

Cloudy vision is a matter of a trick

City lights, smog; pollution, a mental delusion

Exhale, relax, think; feel the air the clouds the brick

Fields of green in night attire, light projecting with desire

Stars are doubled am I dreaming? They are gleaming, I am screaming!

Leave relax and don't forget what I saw with no regret :


no moon in the sky, and the night passing by.

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