Wow, I have no one left but you, after getting used to my heart, separation was not possible,π
When I look at myself naked, my heart hurts and I cry.πI was the orphaned flower of the high mountains where people never set foot,π
it was the love hymn that blew my mind and burned me in the fire of absence,πThe lover was not far from love, it was his mirror that was far away,π
That sound that is sweet to the ear of the heart is because it reaches the heart,π
Love seems comfortable at first, then when the heart starts to walk, the levels to go will increase.ππ
When you started to understand how to live beautifully, love was that light reflected from beauty to the heart.πππππ

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