This is my love, my 5th letter,
You do not left my thoughts at all,
I want take you between my arms,
I want to smell my nice flower.
I am in Worthing alone,
The lonely hits me as a stone,
The only friend is my ringing phone,
When hear your voice I feel better.
The rain out side day and night,
The thunderstorm can be out sight,
I think I do not take decision right,
To leave my home, . And come here.
I would like if I can fly,
With my sense, to my home land,
To be near my only love,
Second, here seems an hour.
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