I request no jewellery
I ask for no money
I request no love songs
I request no cremation
I heed for no valuables
I request no requiem for my wrongs
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𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓'𝖑𝖑 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖜
PoesíaA lost boy who lost his way in the endless forests waiting for the sun to rise
