Adult Conspiracy
at morning i stare at the walls
at evening i gaze at the stars
at night i just sleep in my bed
or sit in my kitchen instead
at morning i think of you
at evening i think of you too
at night i just sleep in my bed
or sit in my kitchen instead
at morning i wait for the night
at evening i wait for the night
at night i can sleep in my bed
or sit in my kitchen instead
poem by Max Kuvaev
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