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Nov 2016
Under the starry nights I wonder...

How it would be to fall asleep in the warmth of your embrace and wake up with that smile of yours...

If you feel my goodnight kisses every time I dream about you...

Where are you when I need you?

In the middle of all this fog, I seek from you, to steel one kiss or two, but you leave me... swimming in a bitter freedom...
Christina Philipe
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Christina Philipe  Portugal
(Portugal)   
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