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The urge to follow you
Perching on the sand,
I see the cold waves
soothing me,
but the sky covers the
bright star and out comes its tears.
They know me well,
her tears fall upon my
cheeks,covering my sad face.
I saw a face in a distant,
calling for me,
but I wished,
he would have called
me before he
vanished in thin air,
leaving no memory.