I do not know who I am ....
I do not know where I go ....
I do not know if the silence,
that sometimes surrounds me,
is a reflection of my soul,
... or absence of a lover ....
But I know one thing:
your presence is dear to me ...
... more than you think ...
But I know one thing:
your presence is dear to me ...
... more than you think ...
I do not know...
♥
♥
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