I lost your touch in foggy clouds,
And heavy wind takes you away,
I peer hard into my doubts
About life, that every day
Helps me perceive what I exist for,
What I should fight for and protect,
And where are you, my precious creature,
Don't leave me here--torn and wrecked...
Your touch
© Copyright: Александр Филиус Солис Сычёв, 2012
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