vacation from love

I'll go on a forced vacation from love
in a place, somewhere, at the end of an era.

If you'll try to recreate me in the shape
of your fiction, modeling me in deaf sentences
and old letters, used by gods and goddesses,
I'm going to feel it.

After all, I paid a price in the coins of dreams
for my innocent love, you sacrificed.

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