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she watches
the raindrops
gently landing
on her skin
she is not afraid
of the rain
as she knows
that the sun
will soon
shine again
storm
sunshine
relationship
he sits
opposite her
his face
slightly turned
to the right
his eyes
fixed at a point
far in the
distance

she looks
at him
her face
is motionless
but her eyes
tell me
how sad
she is
looking at
the feather
on the pavement
she remembers
that as a little girl
it had been
her dream
to be a poet
when growing up
however
she sadly
had to let go
of her dream
would you get married again
he asks

only if I can fully trust him
she replies
do you miss him
she asks
I do not know
I answer
as I enjoy
spending time
with myself
what is your style
she asks

what is my style
I wonder
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