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Friday, November 17, 2017

Hopes in a frame

The woman I loves in my heart ... never ever go away, 
For i feels her existence call my name every day.
Like an angel, unseen, unheard but you quite sure believe .. she is always near,
through all the difficulties I deal, she is the only one to my heart so dear,
And when the journey will start, All i have to carry with me... 
is my memories and who I am, a border to who I'll need to be, 
and a lot of hopes in a frame.
but when I think of her always in silence, 
I often wonder what is her name.