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Whatever she thinks and feels, she tries to write through the poetry
Sometimes through the songs.
Sometimes through the intensity of the lyrics.
And sometimes through the sigh of the soul.
With my fingertips, I touch you, like the sunset on your shoulders is melting away.
📸: Lana Moes
How many times I think of you and name you in silence, and how many times I say I miss you in every deep sigh.
I wrapped all the love and sweetness of my heart in a warm and eternal hug!! ❤️