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Heart dazed, disoriented, Bl.
Wrapped of naked truth, intimate and profound,
concealed restlessness of a long narrow,
a delay sighed, eager to get rid of,
deception peace.
Quivering to reveal your secret,
the same time, it preserves and protects.
You, sentinel the beat,
caress the essence and you rest,
between delight and agony,
Can you rock.
Who knows, it will be a chimera,
maybe it will be the charm or the illusion of a moment.
But you, heart, feel the thrill that accompanies it.
You, the plays.
This bond, which takes shape,
that catches me in disbelief and exultant,
plasma is the ultimate goal,
and as an adhesive, unites us,
belt, and in love with a single hug.
still a bit '... Heart.
(T)
(T)
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