The way you walk, the laughing

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Only in her movement shyness is exposed

As straight as the course seems set

She walks, discretely stretching the arrival.

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Here you are while hastening from afar

Still travelling. On the other hand already left.

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As unbridled as is the laughing, it’s been beaten

by her mind’s control. She recoils – invites.

In listening, she embraces all things new, to

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regain again, smoothly. Summarising already.

As we were just starting, and you closed.

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Tavira, October 2015 – January 2017
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