Paper girl

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Oranged dying sun dusk,

cover my eyes,

All these promises must

Be full of lies.

Above the Paper Towns

I can analyse

All i should have realized,

And mostly that we're never far from ground.

The end,

Is never the one expected

But begining surely is

Diving profundly into each person

I smile at the ocean

The paper girl came back

At last.

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