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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2011-03-23 | | While I am sleeping on the right side of your body Your branch-like arms embrace my soul. I can feel your fingers - Spells of Light in me, Steps of a white cat On the glass of Time... Feelings - Magic leaves. Dancing . You and I - Two soul mates of a silky pearl, Under the bark of fingers. While I am sleeping on the right side of your body, You teach me The glory and the simplicity Of your touch.
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