I can write a sad poem tonight

I can write a hundred mourning verses

and hand them over in the palm of your hand

My words grow uncontrollably raw,

your lost vows accompany this sleepy wakefulness

Night is saddened

Shyly listen to my raining phrases,

I'm not blaming the why of your silence;

I fought, but have no way to address

the vacuumed feeling through my ski...

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Why have you abandoned me, if I didn’t ask you to?

It is you who impels my pulses that grow and flourish warmly, brightly,

filling me with peace,

letting me fly to unimagined places

Why are you so quiet

if deep down you know that I have your lineage

and the lyrics in my heart

You who hold my hands

showering my words with rapture

I cannot help but to adore you

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