I am short and tall
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The day died as normal
The sun kicked the brick
The moon eyes opened as formal
I tried pet myself to hope
It's a month past now
Saw days danced at the playground
seconds had them laughed like a clown
while I let my pen lean on my thumb
Distance can be a friend
Jets can be there within an hour
Bible says its better in the end
but the time I hate that's why it flies
Who says flowers don't have troubles
anyway their colours won't show
that describe how I struggle
nothing good as short but I'm tall to reach there.