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Oct 2018
What I gave
It doesn't matter
What I saw
It doesn't matter
They were insensible
Beasts
And sensibility
In person
What I understood
It's not anymore.
Neither the guilt
Or the hope.
The lesson,
I just want it,
Truthful
Because words slip
Through the cliffs
In a tight
Long
Curve
Lotus
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Lotus  22/F/Portugal
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