My windows are not properly closed
You can smell grass and soil every night
It is not the smell of Florida
It is the reek of nostalgia
Take a peek at the road
Is it the obstacle
They want me to jump
Or I want myself to jump
When you start questioning yourself
You cannot stop
There will be more waiting for you
Half of me hate it
Half of me cannot help it
Can I stop it?
Or greet it when I meet it
"Long time no see"
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