When I Am A Rare Species Of Animal
Our hug was very long lasting, 
We loved our bones and skins, 
I was hearing that the bones were roaring, 
I could see the skeleton of our two.
Now I am waiting, 
Until you leave, 
I still hear the sound of your shoe, 
After a while, silence seemed like an infinite one.
Tonight i'm going to sleep alone, 
Purity on the bed sheets, 
I am feeling your absence, 
All around are playing silence and loneliness.
Is this called loneliness? 
Loneliness is consolidating around the wall, 
I opened the window and saw everything became silent, 
The darkness came from all sides and made you hide from my eyes.
You will not come again, 
Because I'm a rare species of animal, 
Human thoughts will not enter into me, 
I know very well that I do not have any human concerns in me.                
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