Cries
she raises her shoulders to the sky and sighs
- anything - be out of his mouth and blows
windy.
nothing clever minds in the breeze,
nothing comes out of the vicious and accurate lip
in the sky, one star.
the night falls and appears
soft
memories
humid and suffocating shadows.
and nothing '. If
in the warmth of the night - crying - I can feel more 'strong
in the morning if you want the feel, hear
,
hug.
away.
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