Eyes
Your eyes
My eyes
No sound, no motion
Silence in our eyes
Living for a moment to make a sound, to tell a word
Don't ask why
Let it happen
No words, no cry
Don't ask why
Let it come like a sound of a coin dropped in a wishing well
Don't tell a word
Don't ask why
Nastasimir - Miško Franović
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