With love and hope
We began to write
The best part of us.
You were the happiness
That moved around the city,
Played with the kind breeze, caused the sad world to laugh and write
The best part of us.
Whenever we think
We are finished
And that we have forgotten
Love feelings,
Your smile brings us back
To write
The best part of us.
We walked into
the roads of your love.
Apart of your obstinacy
We found nothing.
Yet, we went on walking
And that was
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