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I smell even if it is a nutshell, I touch even if it is a rabbit hutch, I taste even it if is waste, I feel even if its not real, because I love and since I do... I cry and die; and every tear that runs through my face, starts it's journey in interplanetary space, but the others to follow they flow, just like a waterfall on my cheek and your love is the highest peak.
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diellona-hoxha
Albanian
Published
Oct 9, 2011
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