I’ve carried her all this time so close to my skin…
while walking in the oblivion of this world we merged into the smells and sights of the branches, leafs upon us
time passed… and the impossibility of my framework – we should be able to grow to- split what used to happen, what used to be…
nothing changes the joy of feeling your becoming
but i can not help it, i will miss your proximity
never had someone so close to me, to you…
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