that look which penetrates too far, inner
the heart, do not glance me on
that way, with great
difficulty, the
heart has
emerged recently, give me some time
to recover, only one recourse is
near you, that's a anchor
or hypnosis - line,
I don't know,
but life
doesn't sink into the dark vortex of the -
time, even in the autumnal state
emotion gets the vernal
touch, that's your
the modest
beauty
or a smile longer than the life, not easy
to say, something is concealed
in your love, that holds
every moment
of solitude,
as a half open perfume vial - - - - - - - - !
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