Mary. Do you know? it's so scary.
Every morning wake up without your eyes.
Where is? maybe breakfast in Paris.
Have no idea where is your sky.
Mary. Nights with taste of cherry.
A necessary ... only feel it right now.
Ferry of your smiles and mystery.
Extraordinary. Our February clouds.
Every story and beautiful silence.
Every words in every song.
Every miles between us like violence.
Maybe I wrong ... yeah, maybe i wrong.
But any poetry, and any melody
That i heard reminds you. It's true.
And every harmony inside my stupid dreams
Can not exist without you.
Mary
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