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Crazy rhythm

From close friends
I borrowed seven lives
I moved to another dimension
I entered your beloved house
I rested my head on my knees
and I listened to the crazy rhythm
of his own heart
which is not big
nor is it small
of the same heart
that he once loved you
I listen to both orders and wishes
to this desperate heart
and I admire
to his crazy rhythm.

◄ Alone

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