21-04-2018
Show me your favorite
place…
So that I can see it
with my own eyes,
it will become my
sanctuary,
When I miss you!
In the past, I was shy!
When I looked at you…
And became silent!
I wish I were a magician,
To impress you!
But my hands were small
So, I couldn’t hide
anything
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