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We met at the last station 
Where broken dreams were repaired 
Where hearts were left behind 
Where love can be shared 
We were always late 
None of us ever came in time 
The clock never united us 
We were united by something stronger 
The waiting, the anticipation 
The intense desires 

The mini bus came 
It was pale like our faces 
Crowded with tasteless souls 
But, we were joyful 
Deep inside we were happy to be together 
In pale faces and reddish ones 
Music was on ,we started to feel high 
We inhaled the rhythm
And exhaled love 

We reached the promising place 
It was empty ,but full of us 
The sea was angry, the wind was sad 
The combination of sadness and anger
Paved the way to clouds 
And created a beautiful storm
But , no one has noticed the storm of the feelings we had 

Breakfast was laid on the sand 
We didn’t have that much 
Only cheap food mixed with an unconditional love 
Music was on again 
Our voices were the singer 
And our bodies were the drums 
What a messy combination

The place was empty but, full of us
Full of love, desire and lust 
We were the everything and  the nothing 
The bond, the friendship and trust 
What a messy combination of 
Pale faces and reddish hearts

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