Give me your hand...
Give me your hand.
Tell me your thoughts.
It's not the end,
But just three dots.
I want to know
What you are like.
What is your flow
From the inside.
As close as I can
I'd like to be.
I have no plan,
You'd like to be more free.
I should have guessed when I found -
You're a Treasure.
Don't know what to do with my thoughts,
Too much pressure.
I'm scared to lose you,
It's growing too fast.
I'm green, you are blue...
Don't become my past.
02.01.2020
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