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I think of you
At nights,that the sun dies
and during the day that the moon does so
I think of you.
In rainy mornings,that senses are born,and in snowy evenings that emotions are forzen
I think of you.
In gloomy afternoons,that hopes end,
and at stormy midnights
I think of you.
At the top of the short summits and high wall,
In short springs and long autumns,
In blind alleys and endless streets,
In morning and afternoons and evenings,
at nights and midnights,on fridays and Mondays and thursdays.
During the days and ways,
So always and everyday.
I think...
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