I'm leaving this country
you said
when we first met
and I was happy for you
wishing you would succeed
to escape this prison.
I'm leaving this country
you said again
today
and I was restless
still wishing
you would succeed
to escape this prison.
How can I imagine this city without you?
who would call to ask
"where are you?"
who would come to sleep in my hug
who would tell me people's secrets
who would ignore me
who would play with my heart
with my mind
with my body?
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