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Everytime when I running down in the streets
Like a blind I am looking for a voice of your love
Everytime when I founded down a tarried knees
Your touches are I really need
You’re like the morning smoke of a distant star
Tenderness of dawn is on my night's sleep
Light and shadow plexus leads me there, where you are.
I’m looking for man who can bring me to stop seeking for a perfect man, because it is he.
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