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She talks She talks, she talks All listen, no one has an object I sit far away and amaze She talks, no one has an object Why? I ask my self I try to be near I try to approach When I reach I find what I find? I can't ever tell She is very brilliant Her smart is not smart Like every that Woman may talk She talks and I look What does she say? What does she tell? I forget everything Except that face And I still see her in front Of my eyes and in the inner heart Still in my ears ,she talks
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Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 12:28 AM UTC
She talks
She talks She talks, she talks All listen, no one has an object I sit far away and amaze She talks, no one has an object Why? I ask my self I try to be near I try to approach When I reach I find what I find? I can't ever tell She is very brilliant Her smart is not smart Like every that Woman may talk She talks and I look What does she say? What does she tell? I forget everything Except that face And I still see her in front Of my eyes and in the inner heart Still in my ears ,she talks
love is the traveller between hearts.
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Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 12:28 AM UTC
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