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© Khrystynana Kazakova

She will never close her eyes
And she does not let me sleep
And her dreams in the bright day
Make the suns evaporate
And me laugh cry and laugh
Speak when I have nothing to say
from Lady Love by Paul Eluard 

I miss the sweet intoxication that comes with first loves.

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