Did love magic, magic if the soul, it ended his magical eye.
embedded sequence of each burst of longing for meaning that more and more fierce.
serimu imagination runs, not when you fly away, like a cloud across the top of love. like drops of rain which to disturb the heat in the shade of soul.
I saw a face ... look of a lover who yearns .. and the silence that held the strings of a romance.
yes you are so far in the world there, if you will come back ..... bring all my heart that had long this fragile..
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