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Middle of the summer
It is the middle of summer
And the sun does not warm my body,
And my heart has no joy, only sadness,
What I leave behind leads me from the shadows.
Setting my thoughts only on someone,
Close to me but not mine.
My arms are open,
Her heart is closed to love.
What I leave behind follows me,
The good times have turned into memories.
© roxana
And the sun does not warm my body,
And my heart has no joy, only sadness,
What I leave behind leads me from the shadows.
Setting my thoughts only on someone,
Close to me but not mine.
My arms are open,
Her heart is closed to love.
What I leave behind follows me,
The good times have turned into memories.
© roxana
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