Stuck between a burger and a vodka
1.Love the cool summer wind
at night,
But they fill it with useless
fights;
The untamed spirits on the
streets,
But they tone down and still
the beats.
2.I love the clothes which we
don’t wear,
And sometimes forget to be
there;
And our pace with loosened
lace,
Which we’d want in a distant
place.
3.Love shadows of held up
estates,
Talking of a whole different
fate;
If there is nothing left to
make,
At least a photo I can take.
4.Fed up with an unhealthy
dish,
Detox is all that one could
wish;
None is too tasty on its own,
Even worse is when they both roam.
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