In this little world of mine,
I stumbled upon a book,
There it lies a thousand pages,
A thousand images, a thousand words to look,
And amidst all that, I saw you.

There were a lot of stories to tell,
Each page unfurls a tale, especially yours,
In a thousand pages, a thousand images,
A thousand words, in memories galore,
Your presence overshines them all.

Yet my time was slowly running out,
I started to flick the pages faster, hastily,
But the thousand pages faded away slowly,
There I was left with only a memory, saudade,
Hoping that someday, it will stumble upon me.

Hoping that one day, fate will intervene,
Bringing back the book where you've been,
To feel the querencia I want in,
And I'll gladly read your story again, anew,
In the gallery of memories, where dreams come true.


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