🌿💙How much noise
It makes the wind
When you search
The usual words
Among the inscrutable
Faces
Of people
That turn
Around
To your feelings
While you hope
What the lights
In the evening
They don't end
So fast
Like the last one
Kiss
After that
Cigarette...💙🍀🌼🌻🌺🌷🥀
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