From time to time, I have to write a poem about life and things happening to me, my friends or to complete strangers. After all, a world is, looking from the bright side, beautiful ...
and of course, most of life isn't real.
Beautiful day
Sun is on my face Smile is on my lips calm and motionless, I am becoming restless. You are on my mind over, all the time. Why can't I enjoy, cool, fresh breeze, while touching you ?
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