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May 20
Wish we could meet
Each dawn again,
Let whispers become banners
And let our hearts play.

Wish I could be the breeze
That gives life to your hair,
Hold you gently
Let you know I'm there.

We've been rivers
For years gone sour,
The ocean's, sweetly, nearing
In time, we'll be devoured.
Damiano
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Damiano  22/M/Italy
(22/M/Italy)   
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       guy scutellaro and The Romantic
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