"So, what's in your head, 𝘙𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘯?" - I asked and he looked at me. He didn't answer. Just smiled.
"What made you smile, huh?"
"There is a song." - He uttered. I was trying to figure out what song he was talking about.
"You can sing it to me, if you want." - I said, not wanting to put any pressure again. He just kept smiling.
"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥?
𝘐𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥?
𝘡𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘦, 𝘻𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘦,
Z𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘦-𝘪𝘦-𝘪𝘦." - He sang with angelic voice after a quick hesitation.
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