It's not a bit of mine.
It's all your sea-like shine
That runs out of your eyes.
You turn my secret thoughts
Into important words.
It's all the core of yours.
It's all about us.
The brilliant age-old ice
Is broken in the hearts.
And clear is the mind.
I'm flying – like a kite.
It's what one cannot hide.
20/06/2018
It is
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