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Hollow

I try not to think about you
I try not to think about us
The sun is setting down
The soft breeze blows
Completely hollow, I smile

I try not to recall the past
I try not to foresee the future
The leaves keep falling
The birds keep singing
Completely hollow, I envy them

I try not to weep
I try not to bleed
Thousand miles away you are
Thousand feet below my heart stands
Completely hollow

© 2005 Eduardo Magela Rodrigues

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