He had such lovely blue eyes. What did they do to you? Why did you go insane? You needed to talk, I listened to you. You needed to be loved, I kissed you. In the lonely streets of Lisbon, I hope all is well with you.
I closed my eyes and traveled away. I was there. I wasn't there. The words took me here. They took me there. I didn't hear anything. Nor I read. I was at ease. It was my turn to be in peace.
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