I saw my look in glances twice
And chose the moment when this dream
Became not bleak but rather bright.
You let out smoke; looked at the steam.
You looked at me and thought: “she’s strange..”
I didn’t try to save your heart.
I like to read whole book - not page,
Not line, not chapter, not a part..
This day reflected in your eyes
Like clouds floated on the sky.
I saw my look in glances twice.
I read your question.. It was: “why?”
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