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I breath in...
fresh air..

I have to think on your hair in the fresh wind.

I close my eyes...
see darkness...

I have to think on you when you let me blind in the dark.

I listen to my ears...
hearing voices..

I have to think on your omnious voice.

But now, everything is over...
I am not longer your lover...
But nothing would let you hover...
I am the endless farewell mover...
 
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