Ceiling Fan

Like a ceiling fan

with much movement

and work,

and like almost flying,

but still stuck at one place

of nothingness,

and hopeless emptiness.

 

Like a old rusty version of the fan,

that makes a rattling metallic sound

like its about dreams of his youth,

languishing over the situation.

 

 

 

 

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