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Click hereAuthor´s Note: The following poem might be very short, but it is also very personal. It is dedicated to a fascinating (but, unfortunately for me, attached) woman, I had the pleasure of going out with twice already, a woman that has the ability to unknowingly, yet completely devastate your, or, to be more precise, my soul with her eyes and her incredible lightheartedness, as has happened after our first date. After I got home, I composed this poem in a, let us say, churning state of mind, and, tossing around, and, I have to admit, crying, it was some time after 3 o´clock in the night that I finally fell asleep.
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Don´t look at me/
With your smiling eyes/
Don´t look at me/
Nothing remains/
Look at me.