Retrieves,
Goes back to her world
No talk, no laughter
Removes, detaches the phone
Rejects,
Stops to think about things
There is a problem here
Broken part found
Since she’s looking
Every time, everywhere
Protects,
Covers herself with moss
Cleans up the mind and flosses
Thoughts of change
A switch of the ordinary
Change is the only certainty
Declares,
State of independency
Love needs diplomacy
Like flowers need lovers
And lovers need fear
To value their own garden
Accepts,
Packs her bags and comes
To the floor where hearts grow
To the arms of the unknown
Palm trees and skid rows
Appreciates,
The love found elsewhere
Stops looking
But becomes scared
When she sees happiness
But believes not to deserve it.
Waits, waves, ways
Ways.

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