It was my dream:
I heard the noise of the ocean
And clear light in the flight.
I didn't see any face
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It was a holiday and
a lot of me like a girl,
strange name, which is
loved to write letters.
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Thinking about the sin is
like holding the hands beside the flames.
Seek to make a sin is
as to put the hand into the fire.
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Me Tarzan - You Jane:
We was same.
Me Tarzan - You Calamity Jane:
Our Neverending Poem
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When You was week
You was a roe deer wounded
with my shoulder to lean.
It was Neverending poem.
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The poet is an eternal child.
Joyfully sometimes I stop
in your childhood.
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You can attach yourself to a dog or a cat.
You will become part of their lives.
But when you commit yourself to a tree
you become a regular piece of it.
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Saleswoman of love
You went to the supermarket to buy love.
You bought hundreds of little things
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Whence the idea
that you could cheat me?
For your cheek you cheated on me
three years and it's ok.
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Spring (For Miva)
You wrote in the language
which I don't know:
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