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Jun 2018
Not to be built with bricks,
Not to be shut with stone,
I want the silence of water,
A paradise of my own.
Be quiet, if you can!
Stay still, if you will!
Blink in the blue of ice,
All wounds heal.
Let's move, move to an island,
Let's dream and be silent!
Abby
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Abby  14/F/Brazil
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