SLEEPLESS SAUDADES
Hours pass, days pass,
eternities travel...
Life sings the same
old song...
Music of our lives...
Happiness-little bird released
that we still want to catch with our hands...
without the same skills...
Beautiful times that now we only remember,
between whispers and faded sighs...!
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