Famous Letter
It was that time of stage, when I couldn’t speak out
My love for her, although I had to confess
That I love her for real with no doubt.
Then the idea came: write letter to the press.
Maybe I had to write just as easy as I had to tell,
For rescue from my psychological prison.
Still untold, love scared me just like the animal I can’t spell
Still unfold, but I had to unfold it, for one reason.
Thence the idea took course and was implemented
And the whole nation read and she too.
So when I heard, she had already commented
to people saying that she loved me too.
Love began as quick as kick start
And memories began as soon as we start
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