What kind of woman do you want
My intellect was never strong enough
to keep you.
You could never understand
the soil, the grass wasn´t for you,
busy howling to the stars and the moon.
That map isn´t mine, Star boy.
Is independence really a virtue?
I can hear you howling,
as I´m laying in the grass.
I want to forget you,
but your fingerprints never left my body.
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