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Mar 2019
You
You are the trees,
You're the sun,
You're the wind that blows the leaves.

You're the memory I've just lost
And found a new.

You're the drop of rain
Hanging from a rose
After a light spring rain.

You're the second gone
And the one to come.

You're this tear
And you're this kiss.

You're the touch of my finger on your skin.
You're the crystal reflection in my eyes.

You're this loneliness
And the grass I lay on
And pass my hands on.

You are all,
All is you.
Jude Quinn
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Jude Quinn  28/M/MΓ©xico
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