I've realized that there's only a week for you to come, yet it seems impossible for me to wait.
Haughtily I stare at others, for I know I have you, who I adore. The simplicity of such matter strikes me as well, I've yet to manage to rule and control impure and imprudent thoughts.
Every move i make is ambushed by the awaking illusion that I have of you, the memories that seem livid yet far away.
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