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She lives in a small room

with flowers in the windows

and shelves full of memories

she likes to drink cofee

in morning

even if rain plays music for her

she hopes for sunshine

She likes to read my books

and then wonder at night

if all what she have read is true or false

She cares about her dreams

and nightmares too

She knows that something never changes

and something will never be the same again

She likes to be alone

and only when time comes

through her sad eyes

she smiles at me

she's my best friend

and now she's gone