It was raining

it was raining

and i was not here anymore … for a moment i was lost somewhere

A clock .. how strange is a clock, Oceans of events can pass by it and all it does is tick .. tick .. tick …..

today looking from the half opened window, it was raining, a hot cup of coffee a seat and a cigarrette all there but me ….

i was ticking

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