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Nostalgia
All mimosa is in bloom
For the Saint Valentines Day
Deep in my heart still remains a branch
That never dried through the coldest winter
It dangled bringing waves to my eyes
Of a memory that from sleep wakes slowly…
I break the glassy eyelashes
And turn your head around for a moment
Dangle it as I do with the wave in my eyes
So it won't break
So it can follow us…
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