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A Deep Strong

like a whirlwind,
like a flashback,
like a cirlcle,
like a naive, arrogant, young girl,

one thing, 
brings,
me back,
and down to you,

everything brings me back to you,

like a rush,
like a shooting star,
like a song,
like a tired, aging body,

they all stop,
somewhere,
but everything,
even.......

everything brings me back to you,

Caressa

caressala@hotmail.com