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It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.

Marie-Kristin Hofmann

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Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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I fell in love with the way you wanted more.
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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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We were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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I either want a love like poetry or no love at all.
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Sometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
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I search for summer in every corner of september.
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Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
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I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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