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Endless book

(Víctor Lemes) I've found one of my people this year, But time is never easy on me For this month shall be the last -- Far from me -- she shall be. Shouldn't you worry though, For as far as I remember I've waited lifetimes already So we could manage to meet each Of ourselves this time... It don't matter, even whether it is Grammatically impossible, I am profoundly grateful For the moments we have shared For the laughter, the joy, I've provided you For the tears you shed, and For the sorrow we partially dissipated. You've got so much to grow old yet And so have I. "I'll wait for you to find me", she said; Meanwhile, I'll be reading the Final page of this endless book.