SUMMER MORNING WHEN
THE BREEZE IS UP TO SOMETHING
WE HAD THE OLD TIMES
FEELING EACH SKIN, WARMTH IN YOUR HUGS
DUST HAD LEFT TIME GOES LIKE AIR
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