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To whom it may concern ... Sick

miss seeing and stops time, the lights
float, that souls

sprout and get rid of this body we call
...


air And playing with your own hands are mine

now without you knowing, and touching your skin

not feel yours. Because whenever you


that strange loves

without feeling that you want but you're perfect,
one way or another
you complete me. You desire

a dream,
a sigh of reality

ethereal place where I felt happy, beautiful

a memory in a faraway place.

need that air leave your scent, because I feel
hardly breathe ...