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Method for catching her

Try to follow you in your head and capture you on film

Smiling, pale your skin-color

But the beginning of my gaze gets further and further away...

No longer, I spend my days chasing your traces

Late at night I dream of the paint I've painted over

It is a part of you 


The next moment, a new you is there

My eyes and yours don't meet

Forever staring at the other side.

I stroke your back hair with my brush.

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