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This little feeling

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This little feeling ... how it blooms ... I touch it gently in my silence ... I count its moments like leaves ... I stroke every last tear ... until In the end I chase her ... my breath is hard ... the dust of time goes in him ... the light as it plays in him

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This little feeling ... how it leads me to me ... me in let my silence read ... in the now without thought ... let my love be felt ... give me the light of longing uniquely ... in which every tear of my moments shines

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This little feeling ... as it does in I'm flying ... the colors of my love are written in it