Miss you so.
You, you, the only one.
You're my winter snow,
You're my summer sun.
Miss you much,
My wonder, my dilly.
It's strong, strange, it is such
Really, gently and with chilli.
Miss you.
Who are you?
Is there any glue
To paste together, like a crew?
Miss.
Just a word.
...
Bliss:
I'm heard!
Павел Войтович, 18.10.2015
Miss you
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