Metaphors

Set my eyes to sleep while August sings a warm symphony.
You are the unpaged lines; the story untold; the restless dreams; the light of my solutions;
How dare we attempting to control everything?
Embracing the rain.
Counting the uncountable
Singing to the deaf.
you are the complex number; the question mark; the untraceble relative clause.
Set my head to sleep while Winter sings a cold symphony.

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