Looking up at the buildings, the passersby
Watching it unfold
Instead of a screen
Away from the phone
We are all looking down
The sky could fold
Under your wings away from it all.

You’ll loose patience
I’ll disappear
Catching feathers
like kids with no fear
No one to interfere
There is something you don’t know
But we keep staring at each other.

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