Poezie
Selling Dreams
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Mediu
Goodbye for good tristesse
Be kind forget my soul!
Your sweetest biterness
I sold for free it whole...
You tried to flood my mind
Nourishing my poor dreams
I sell them for two coins
One- paying debts and bills...
Then holding the small coin
Thinking of luck it brought
I\'ll never cry again
And give it for... a thought...
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