Place your bright hands on my eyes
let me erase images of the past
I deprive shape of my heart
my solace grows when you shine
When I point you our horizon,
I feel that memories fade
When I keep silent
as cold as a stone
closer so quickly
Please, take my words to your heart
How gorgeous is space within us
which we leave out
they may be forever unexplored?
So, why are you still looking under
line of horizon?
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