all night lonely

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Along the white sand every step of the way incised a beautiful story Like orange jets accompanied by the afternoon.

Right now, I try tapaki back
there is a difference I think, touching the soul's alley
the rest of the story left behind, scratching heartache.

This beach, has swallowed vanishes
my loved ones,
until every deburanya,
like a hard slap
which devastated the sponge in my heart.


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