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Sep 10
yellow turned into black
your blue eyes turned to dark
colors turned into fog

innocence, joy, hope
of a little girl
lost in a white room
a heart that beats wildly
in my ears
the only sound remained

a lonely tear in my eyes
locked inside
I can't get rid it
I hold it tight
like I hold you close
stefania rivoltini
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stefania rivoltini  45/F/Cremona - Italy
(45/F/Cremona - Italy)   
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