Nothing has started with you .
Everything comes to an end when you are around .
Where the air and the wind wonder in roaring storms to become a human to communicate with you .
Where the mountains come forefront you to be the first to get the bless of your very first step to this city .It's still strange how you have given your everything , bravely to me in a bowl to share with so many hungers .
Yet nothing has started with you .
Everything comes to an end when you are around .Except for the name of this city .
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Puisi" You treat them like they have a heart like you Soft and tender .. That's how you write . So beautifully , right !. Inside your head must be a forest and mountains . I believe !. So I told the stars about you . I'll sing until the miracle comes...