hidden in the old album, lie at the bottom
of the drawer with fading, yellowed photographs
and postcards. wizen with greenness July petals
of the summer, reminded the joy and tormenting
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'and I hear the noise of the sea... and I see your eyes... ' - very very beautiful. It is good.MBK