Under the old old tree.
You ae headed for somewhere
Me for another
The wind blows and our hands touched
I don't know if we can end up
In the same place forever
Whether our paths will remain
locked
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I wish to cry out loud: "what is all these about???!!! i am misquotedmislovedmisunderstood !!!"
Dear W, I love you. But I am so afraid at the same time.
There is so much binding and tearing us apart simultaneously.....what am I to do?
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