nobody really knew how to approach her
her smile was good
her walk was smooth
and nothing could make people walk up to her
she was nice
she was kind
she was clever
she used to walk around my street
dressed with a strange purple blouse
and a long dress with noisy boots on
I´ve waited for those nocs nocs
too long, too long now
she was nice
she was kind
she was clever
To understand something, was useless
even talk about it nobody was able
no secrets were kept
but no information was found
except a piece of her purple blouse...
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