Poem Without Title
it's about the fear of losing the star sky.
Where are reluctant blackened sky without a speck of white around it.
It's about a lonely sky,
into the night sky and the stars are no longer willing to shine.
Where are reluctant blackened sky without a speck of white around it.
It's about a lonely sky,
into the night sky and the stars are no longer willing to shine.
It's about hate sky at the time,
where time is always given the night while star outages.
it's about missed,
miss the dreamy sky between ambiguous memories.
where time is always given the night while star outages.
it's about missed,
miss the dreamy sky between ambiguous memories.
It's about the sense of waiting,
when the sky began to dusk and never warms up chilly nights covered.
This is about me and the sky on a star I do not know his name
when the sky began to dusk and never warms up chilly nights covered.
This is about me and the sky on a star I do not know his name
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