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Waves splash, playing with golden sand,
Holding our hands, we’ll walk on them And tender breeze will caress our bodies, We won’t remember things that wait for us. We will enjoy this paradise together, Let it be short, we both know ‘bout it. But nearness of skin and breath as one Will make us to be sunk in happiness. And there, in the depth, in dumb silence We’ll become the song of one soul, The whole, that doesn’t belong to realm Without any excuses and answers. 11.04.2006
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