Restless nigths

when letters become words and words become poems

Blinded by the stars

Aren’t we all
chasing that dream.

Trying to find the perfect picture
like the guys on the screen.

Aren’t we all
chasing that hit.

Unaware that we are,
we are missing it.

It’s not about the hits
or everything great.

It’s from the ordinary things
we should create.

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