Small weak grasshopper
in my heart
even the gentle words, words of love
scare him
even a whisper
kill him
even a weak think
knocks him off his feet.
Only a barely perceptible
look at him
and just here
you met with the heaven.
And before
you've spent all your life in hell.
and just here
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