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Nov 2015
most say i am innocent,
i say i am infinite.
i will do all i can
to save the wise man.

but little did they know:

i've long since been gone,
and forgotten ten fold,
even i cant remember
if my heart really was gold
or maybe just overwhelmingly cold.

they never did say
why they had gone all that way
and only ended up missing me
with less than a bouquet.

and finally,

i would never question,
such as their aggression,
why i could never find
the once notorious mastermind.
winter
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winter
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   Daniel Ospina
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