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Loneliness knocks on my door

Loneliness knocks on my door
when dreams fade away
But me, I stand tall
and start to pray.

The trees surround me
in this mild afternoon
everything around me
awaits for the moon.

Then the night comes
and i feel peace
holding your arms
beside the trees.

When i’m with you
i feel like a flower
I love you too
your hug gives me power.

[5th of October 2015]

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