It's very much in love,
Comes and stays with a lonely shadow.
The world has lost on her monologue;
Sometimes she dandle the waterfalls of her hair
And does not say a word
The night slowly blows the darkness for the light.
It is obvious that travels freely with thoughts
Through the straits of the new road
Perfuming the open paths;
As it rises and fling's as a shadow
Closes everything inside
For the new chapter.
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