A strange dream, full of colors and deafening noises that my eardrums, my lungs struggling for some air, while my hands lacked movement, heard a voice whispering in the distance a poem.
He could savor the aroma of the earth, could not open my eyes and my body remained motionless, trying to scream but in vain, a tragedy to have left an unfulfilled life, without laying off a thousand people, many hugs to give, and looks to cross.
Losing control of my thoughts, with the last breath whisper your name.
He could savor the aroma of the earth, could not open my eyes and my body remained motionless, trying to scream but in vain, a tragedy to have left an unfulfilled life, without laying off a thousand people, many hugs to give, and looks to cross.
Losing control of my thoughts, with the last breath whisper your name.
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