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Nov 2016
I cannot think
Nor can I sleep
I dived into you
Much too deep

You won't promise
What you can't keep
Leaving my love
Wandering the street

It's hopeless to hope
To make a leap
The path to you
Is just so steep

It curls and falls
It's long and wide
I frantically walk along
With both hands tied

In the end it's you
Or this desperately looking world
It's unclear by whom
I'll remain timidly(lonely) curled
Jozef Vizdak
Written by
Jozef Vizdak  Prague
(Prague)   
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