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Traveling light

At the heart of all this plenty it's as though I can see it dwindling a whole day reduced to a minute the suitcase to a book and the long conversation to one word, looks of longing to a smile and hopeless choice to just what has to be it's so light, so clear I want nothing more any more and it's only wind stroking waves softly onto some far off shore.

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