I'm daydreaming at the sky, I regain my balance in the passing landscape. I feel the quiet. There is no chaos. There is no crowd.

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I'm daydreaming at the sky, I regain my balance in the passing landscape. I feel the quiet. There is no chaos. There is no crowd.
I have too much desire unfulfilled. I couldn't stand being a passing fancy... and you weren't having any of me.