carving a sky

day by day,
I’ll lift myself up.
week by week,
I’ll pour my own coffee into a cup.
piece by piece,
I’ll paint my life.
step by step,
one day I’ll be a wife.
years and years,
some day I’ll slowly die.
but at least for now,
I’ll try carving a sky.



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