Cavity. . .

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Sitting on the rooftop, with three-four beers brewing in my belly, I dream of these moments passing by.

For how brightly your pupils dilate when you walk me through your tiny tales of the times you were as innocent as one can be.

For how beautifully your curve spreads from ear to ear remembering those songs you used to sing out loud with your friends.

For how your mind gets solace knowing you’ve kept your dreams safely in this cavity of my cage.

For how your heart aches every time you miss the time we never had. Wait. That’s me.

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