Tapping Feet

Shadows of tapping feet decorate the floorLight from screens cast their radiance upon my eyes yearning for my attentionI listen to the pipes of the air ventsI listen to thoughts that never endTomorrow maybe my shadow will disappear But for today the tapping feet decorate the floor

 

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