Light summer nights, even
longing chest wildly beating.
I miss the dark night
moving points of light.
I feel in the middle of the scorching heat
on the back of longing
goose bumps.
Still, I know how to build
Tomorrow many new
continuous path.
I do not understand the purpose,
which is all the reason?
I run forward,
and I run, I do not yet
own quagmire sunk into the case.
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