Июн 13
Love has an inclination
To be always in a hurry,
It appears very quickly,
And when we don`t pay much attention,
It escapes…and doesn`t say us any word,
Because it seems that everything
has already been told…
The same was with me and you,
Our love seemed to be so true,
But everything has the end,
So it flue away like a pinch of sand.
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