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Apr 2018
Your smile is a natural acoustic wave that convulses my heart

And your demeanor stuns me in a way that it bothers my day

And in a soil you grow, inside my heart, flourished between kisses

Through a laughter, you are my remedy, my malady.
Nara S
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Nara S  Melancholy Hill
(Melancholy Hill)   
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