Lazy days
Everything around me moves quickly
As if the day will end before
all important tasks are accomplished
But as all whirls, I seem to be
standing still
The wind rushs against my face
Cleansing me as it hurries to its
next destination
When I move, I move slowly
Taking all of life's wonders in
It will be a good day
A lazy day
Written By: SilverMoon
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