complaining
when complaining stops
the world floods in
and I’m swept along
by the tweeting of birds
the murmuring street
the patter of rain
๐ข๐ง๐ฏ ๐๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ค๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐ช๐๐
๐ ๐ข๐ป๐ค๐ ๐๐ค๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ฏ
๐ฏ ๐ฒ๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐ง๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ค๐ช๐
๐๐ฒ ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฐ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ ๐๐ป๐๐
๐ ๐ฅ๐ป๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฐ๐
๐ ๐๐จ๐๐ผ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฏ
HC: 2005