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his hand weighed on her heart
His hand weighed on her heart but soft gestures at dawn Then the sky imposed itself Like the color: blue And time stood still
sans paroles/wordless : beaute des courbes/curvaceous beauty
What should I do ?
What I should do
too simple,
so we don’t think about it
poetry day
looking for (something)
finding (it)
crossing (it) out
reformulating (it)
doing (it) again
finding (it sometimes)