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Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Sunset

It's 
not a kiss under the rain,
not a renewable river plain,
not a missing feelings mixed with pain,
not a long waiting in unknown station... train
not even who will win at the end of this game,
it's me, in loving you .... turning to insane.
it's you, in loving me .... with no plan
it's us, together with no complain.