WAITING
In the melancholy of fright You emits the light I try to reach you But I can't Like the waves The sea calls me back With the dirt From the seashore. Lost my shells again I try to reach you But, Again lost some shells I'm trying to reach you Going back was you Held back was me. Everytime the sea's calling back And you're going back When will I reach you? I'm waiting for you
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