front of the window, in your rooms
will live life and have collected your hair.
Place both hands on the sill
and inspired a thought after watching a crow flying
and the memory of the two eyes will make you sad
remove the clip and put a hand on his chest
- love that beautiful sky my -
Who girds not hear what you think with your eyes if
chase the flight
when you kiss on the neck you'll get away
a black dot on the horizon
you hope to find more.
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