Just as the wind

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because he left, I have no whereabouts, but very late it was, I am already dead as I tell him what I need to love her, my sorrows do not contemplate them, but only the memory lives how good I was with my love, but it did to say my love persite, is not a girl of smoke, shines charming night, tell me about you, what you feel in this silences, just to see it me vast, and see it in the thick in the morning, with outburst and bursts me the body beautiful as lonely, tell me about you, beautiful as the glow of ligh.

not to love you exclusively to have you as a star in hidden doors as an adventure

Author: @skyfire