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Compressed

I can walk, I can talk
But I can't catch you
I can laugh, I can cry
But I can't wrap my head
around you...
I can hide, I can appear
But I can't find you

You are my mystery
You are my misery
You are my thoughts
compressed to a poem...






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Publicerad 2020-04-25 19:39



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