Kind regards, sad the man,
who he wrote a letter for her,
kind voices, of the people who
surrounds, and tells the truth.
Let it be kind your soul,
of the thoughts thats in my head,
I shure know, that your not everything
that Ive held and feed, to myself,
but only hoping to get along with,
and meeting you, at last.
I have so much to teel,
of my work and myself,
and Im shure you also have
some questions for me,
about the poem, who I wrote,
For an hope, of meeting,
us on a bridge,
I promise I will not ich or snich,
about your past,
only the future,would it last?,
to celebrated the day,
when we unite,a shampaign of victory of an fight,
that we so strugle.
But now, its all behind us,
just music playing in the back,
our thoughts dancing in the playground,
no words, just imagination, in our hearts...
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