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don't martyr yourself -
you’ll find her, and peace again...
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“Hola amor!”
Son las palabras con las que despierto...
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Absence is the initial feeling, as I slowly turn...
left; where you once sat. The wind echoes...
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The petals fall,
strumming the thin skin of the drum...
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a voice borne of everything but light;
you are the impetus to my fragmenting...
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Write them on the sand
Don't carve your words on the rocks...
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Hey, pops,
a mob of moms mock mom mopping malls...
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Driving on a dirt road,
the sun, a brazen signal...
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supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
that's how it feels to be...
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All humans suffer
grief throughout their dull lives...
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the past is just behind us,
a shadow in our wake...
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you'd paint your sadness
in pastel colours...