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Sep 2016
He left the trail of kisses
down my neck and spine,
this was his farewell,
our last goodbye.

As he said "see you",
i said "come around",
but we both knew the feeling,
of  beeing  lost  and  found .
Bluebird
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Bluebird  in wonderland
(in wonderland)   
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