MAYBE
In the foam of countless waves
I searched for the purity of love
loving is a color
or maybe I searched for love in a color
I get happy as I look into the distance
It is a strange feeling to feel the distance close
people miss the distances they have never been to
I would like to dedicate my hopes to the sky, maybe
If this chagrin did not weigh heavy
I want to remind you of your beauty as I approach the obscurity
despite everything
I am saying goodbye, maybe
but you in every bud
remember me.
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