You are the sound of my Christmas.
I saw your birthday in a dream.
Im sorry now its not my business.
I wanna sea how perfect is your beam.
You are my distant sacred river.
I doubt you'll ever be the same.
On your bank I wanna be believer.
I can't so far. Noone's to blame.
You are my inner stable rhythm.
My heart is beating, Im not dead,
Let me become your logarithm.
Dont wanna be again a stray.
You are my child, my lil sweetheart'.
And big magnetic strength and weakness.
Don't know where's end, but here's start.
I love you, dear, my uniqueness.
To D. G
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