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Nov 2016
Gray the pavement that in no place stops.
Blue dim the horizon in the sky.
The murmur of silence.
The terrible encounter with what is not already.
For these silent streets and among these trees without leaves
one day the love blossoming between you and me.
Without knowing it, that friendship was our courtship,
but your own fears took your life.
That is my pain and my sadness.
I do not know where you're going
I have to miss you,
remembering as you were.
My beautiful and delicate
crazy cat as you ever call me.
oscarlevi
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oscarlevi  55/M/Saint Paul,MN
(55/M/Saint Paul,MN)   
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