Remember the day when we had our first talk?
Strange is the new normal.
Fields covered by light,
Freaks coming out tonight,
Freaks within us
(A black and white attire)
Saints above us
(Aiming even higher).
I touch the air that's trembling
Oh, why...
Why don't you remember our promises
Or recall only part of them?
Remember the day when we had our first walk?
The first one to shake my hand in a realm of hostility,
The only one to understand
A new definition
Of utility
And progress,
When you said you had to go,
I didn't want it to be for good,
Can you now,
From a huge distance,
See my creativity?
If not, anyway
I'd prefer to rely on
Your look
Full of summer rays
The new normal
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