Finally, goodbye
The body of his house In my heart slowed
The old girl
Unleashed sunflower
Earthen birth
Closed door to sell
Nothing to see, move along
is a day with a huge blue and white petals
that are not walled
Like
The girl will go over his loneliness
walk in the greenhouse in my eyes Through the arbor
rusted thorns and roses
With his memories extending strangled smile When
hand trembled nothing more hugging
What this bit of shade cord that looked like him more.
A Lucia
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