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Last week, I was at the lake with my friends. I got some time alone, and this is what I came up with while I stared at the deep blue.
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In her deep
In her deep thoughts, she shutters
Fear, hope, loss, what lies beneath
In her deep
In her deep
Noises around her
Laughter surrou..
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C'est fini
Drowned in memories,
absence of joy,
falling in life
yet, no hope: c'est fini,
Her black veil stuck,
tore by a rock
her heart da..
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Another one of my quotanzas
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Just a quote/stanza. I prefer quotanza.
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