Luyện nghe bài hát Jan 9 / 63

This is an atypical day (it's the we're in):
Billow-beast clouds. Vibrant, like Spring.
is a turbulent drive, mixing bowl of good and bad
Kooked by caffeine, Sky Wind
And the car it all - shake, shift, rattle at me
(We're both for scenery)
Should weather not the mood?
Conjure old anti-trust
Run from blue eyes, shun blue the same.
Simplicity, the needle today?
All of hay...
~ Jan. 9 / 63 ~
Nonlinear thoughts on this linear
Bluster me. - spider web spun
('Make hay the sun shines...')
not victims here;
we choose our way, the game
Chase to balance palettes
But are emotions...and relatives and...
I'm relatively poor with ills.
(Voluntary solitude pay the bills!)
Finding balance, you'll find, is that poignant, pointy
of the scale, kick the bale in vain.
Simplicity, where's the needle
In...all of hay. Hey!
Pop up unannounced, aim!
'One Day' is today, and I'm on tail...
Fox and Field, (rich yield)
Elusive... catch for the day.
I don't want replicated
in a kiln of silence and insecurity
But you find sometimes that worked so hard
your has been chipped away
And it's hard to the mind, when emotions don't take sides
Find the balance: Show don't (are you still afraid of the pen?)
We are the history of a coin! We are an grin!