.......... A no closure you dream, ..... much less when a thread holds us ,
when flood hits of front
........ when love rises for you.
...... I hold a whisper in the air ,
........... a groan losing sanity,
.... half smile that evokes memories
and hear the murmur loneliness.
... I get find when you seek, and lose
the moment when you're not ,
........... get shut silence a cry , but is deaf
the distance and dumb when you talk . Gradually
is the way
.... carrier is one who never tires walk,
................. that leaves a mark where has gotten,
... and the smell of life, tears, love and intensity .
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Friends, after I returned two moons.
Gradually I will be putting up with your blogs, always a hug and thank you very much for being there. Kisses softly.
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