Tall Buildings
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Category : Poems
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My thoughts clingTo the dry branches of the trees.I would like to talk to someone,But I am afraid that no oneCan understand my fears.Tall buildings,The sun is caughtBetween them until Tuesday.I often forget to smile,But I have some funny momentsThat I can remember with pleasure.My footsteps cling to the ground,I follow a few butterflies from afar.I know I have no wings,But I would like to fly with them away.
