Sometimes

Sometimes,
(gotta begin with 'sometimes' because most of the time I lose my mind around people)
When I'm at an exhibition opening where everyone is dressed
For a particular painting, person or, simply a camera
It makes everything in that space suddenly become very important
Of high artistic value, which is
To become a social topic
When in fact,
There is nothing to see
So we just start talking, mumbling and drinking shimmery water
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Sometimes,
I wonder if we could take a break from work
Just to listen how the flowers whistle in the wind
Instead of my Tranquility playlist on Spotify
While my fingers are doing a marathon
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Sometimes, not sometimes
I often imagine myself living an entirely different life
And still think about the same thing
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