A voyage into the deepness of my soul, blurred by words which nevertheless hold the meaning, as a trailed yet encrypted path, only known to whoever planted such hints or those few who learned how to read the signs.
What else can I ask for, a bird singing with the water maybe? A Dove perhaps? ;-) Wish you were here... even when everytime you melt me you froze we can pretend
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