When the Winds will be Tight, We'll Embrace each other during the Twilight, When I'll feel cold and my soul would decay, Your presence will heal me like a night of May, When I look at you my senses intensify, like every nerve starts to tinkle, even the cloud's rumble seems like Jingle, My mind finds peace remaining in your Aura, Your spirit has an aroma like a Charismatic Flora
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