The night ticking
and dissolved into silver dust.
This second can be the last.
Where are you?
(...frozen air...)
I fear
your secret
on the grey street.
There isn't a trace!
Just a huge dark space...
I see the upset sky.
I can't find you,
in vain, I try...
your smoldering light
doesn't wave in the night...
Really looking forward to read more.
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Thank you! I try to read more...
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A little sad but not gloomy. Write more, please.
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Thank you!:)
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nice. keep up the good work.
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Thank you!
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