A poem about nothing, or, How I spend my days

I’m sitting in front of my computer

eating coloured fruity candies

hearing some music

watching the day pass by through my window

Enjoying the night slowly arrive

Emptying my over-full mail

Waiting for something to happen

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10 thoughts on “A poem about nothing, or, How I spend my days

  1. waiting for something to happen in this beautiful world, that is life… Love this conversation Leo, love life, it’s the only we have and there is no promise of tomorrow. Damn, that’s a downer, but true. Hugs!

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