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Apr 2019
Your eyes.
A menace.
Yet something so precious.
Your look.
So cold.
Yet as valuable as gold.
Your touch.
So tough.
No feeling of love.
Your words.
A lie.
Only to hurt they try.
And you smile.
Oh, that smile!
Makes you forget about the rest.
Instantly...

your eyes are soft.

Your look is caring.

Your touch is gentle.

Your words are kind.
So who are you really?
Masha Yurkevich
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Masha Yurkevich  19/F/Playing the piano...
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