Your Eyes Look Like Helix nebula🌌

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Dear M,
Winter is coming. Foliage became a daily phenomenon. Streets are tied with red-yellow leaves. In the recent past, the sky is covered with clouds like a pigeon wings. and in its golden rays. But the sun rays are not able to penetrate into the secret garden of our hearts, just as in the spring and flourish our souls. I was strolling down the streets with yellow coat.

I forgot my phone and looked at your text.
I did not wait, I got up and quickly started to make pizza. Hank Williams was playing his famous guitar and ' settin' the woods on fire'' in my kitchen was heard.

I had scketching book in my hands. I looked up at the sky and saw dark, grey clouds and the sad sun. its tears rolled over me.I lifted up my head and greeted the tears of the sun.

After 20 minutes, go to the chair and got myself hot tea with lemon. I saw your text: *I'm here.* Suddenly I noticed that Hank Williams voice was no longer heard and the room was filled with the sound of my accelerated heart.

I heard that you opened the door. As soon as you come to the room I saw the lighting coming from your heart, eyes and curls...I have the feeling that the fact you are here is more important than anything else.you kissed me on my cheeks. Your frozen lips are so smooth. My skin gets warmed into the surface and the warmth reaches my whole face. You're going to take of the jacket, but I stopped you. I wrapped my arms around your neck and my legs around your waist. In that moment I hear your velvety voice whispering near my ear how are you? I wanted to answer that I never been happier.

Then I opened my eyes.

My friends don't call me Alice in vein.

So much sleep and dreams may harm you too.

We

Are

all

Mad
Here

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