And every night before I'm going sleep,
I pray the God about you my dear,
You came already in my heart so deep,
And hope that you feel me too clear...
My morning start with thoughts about us,
I can't believe,I'm happy,little scare,
We looks like spring uncertain grass,
That's why I'm really very care...
I can't say you all what I feel direct,
But hope you know,that it's my poem,
Should only with your heart connect,
And sorry,I'm not Somerset Maugham...)
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