Again front forehead hairs unfixed
This Again & Again, finding here standing
everytime again I white crayon of white paper hope absence of color would make sense!

Again Dear listener Moon Rush behind those clouds & It must pour; some rain worth melting Again winds of mine found your windows closed Does Desires are sin & Dream Kind to those with this sin!

Again thrown away my smile for my smile Again things set against entropy; against my gravity Do I exist in your time, in sunday's sun !!

Again pray was unapologitically fluent in silence ,Time was a unidirectional course, but stuck in loop Again

Now I left everyone, everything; WAS I SELFISH?