Poem.
I know … but if the window I see a shadow,
My heart jump in bleak picture …
Hear emotions door, the floor trembles …
But wind is only pale suffering …
Stared and I think my pen drips …
Only silence as I cry signed sentence …
A rose is not cry when he broke a string of
Ideas make me smile … this is the way …
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