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Aug 9
You were everything
the sky, the clouds, the why
I was just me
now and then I made you smile
my heart smiled with you

The sky is empty
white clouds tossing tears
the laughter ran away
now everything is nothing
a grave of memories

Now is no more
Sadness never dies
Arthur Vaso
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Arthur Vaso  Montreal
(Montreal)   
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