following the sunsets and the dawns
flounced about two existing ranks
people-stars and immaterial people-pawns
tired of looking at the going-out lights
losing people, pretending dead to be alive
I am just one of these small ants
goinng with the stream only to connive
lost count of all these endless flight's
from family, myself and friends
what I should do cuts what I've done
My life consists only of small ends
I live to run
I live to run
© Copyright: Настя Кингсли, 2014
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