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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
Always,
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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