My desire

i want to just fall down

to simplicity, and smiles

out of this fake world

of lost treasures


i want to come out

in the open, into the fields

for once to breathe

out of this choked city


i want to eat trash

not the salads or breasts

to live it to the fullest

and spoil myself with it


i want to sleep on the grass

on the bed of fallen flowers

still thinking of my beloved

in a breeze passing by


i want to hold your hand

not your diamond ring

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