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Jul 2015
A cup of tea
and music playing
sitting on a corner
contemplating empty thoughts
affecting my insane mind.

Stop to think
what I see,
what I feel,
what I want.

They are just thoughts,
useless, done as a hobby
valued hour going
only split second.

Words omitted
placed in simple verses
it is sometimes the only
how to find
an answer
without distinguishing the right.
Gabriela Baldini
Written by
Gabriela Baldini  Brasil
(Brasil)   
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