Lovegraphy

But my hesitation was with me that day
I was looking at the eighth wonder of the world.
her hair ended on her shoulders.
which I could not fit into the world at that moment and
maybe broken a few times,
or to the undiscovered, undiscovered heart
I suddenly wanted to take refuge.
I wished that...
Majnun that you read from books endless,
seemingly from other worlds,
their pleas in the dry deserts,
their wishes to be reunited, were nothing.
forgive me...
I don't know,
maybe a word that will be born with vows,
You are like an autumn that
may not end with yellow and red leaves.
on my days when I'm bored.
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