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After a while I go back to talk to you, but it seems like yesterday when our eyes first
met, and got on the train sighs, I joined the flight of butterflies, and each beat was
for you, but the story was never want at your fingertips, your fears were deleting it all,
my love was not enough for the two of us, that river of longings ran near your lips
dried, I did not sleep lying on your back, the moon with its mantle of looks not enveloped
us, our cold bodies embarked on a journey of no return, evoking the time clouds my eyes,
now our loneliness walk together, holding hands, the past that marked left us with a
bleeding sore of a lost love, we traveled together on distant horizons, far beyond where
the sun sets every day, my gaze away merges with it to ease the heartbreak of an unfinished
story, an awkward silence and forgotten face.