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27 march 2013

Who knows the way

I've forgotten yesterday
not only because
 
there were words
a kiss even
 
sorry I lost my watch
and dreams instead
 
there was see
and many birds
 
there was bus stop
bus always too late
but driver very nice
 
on the top I felt in dream
nobody asked what I smoked
 
there were so many colors
and me in between






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