πDon't hide tenderness in your pockets,
πΈAnd don't be shy about kindness,
π₯Don't be afraid to seem weird
πIn the midst of the confused bustleπ
π A goldfinch sang over the roadside willow,
Dusk flows from the branches with silence ...
And on the bench, quiet and happy,
"Adam" kisses "Eve" in the moonlight.π
πΈAnd don't be shy about kindness,
π₯Don't be afraid to seem weird
πIn the midst of the confused bustleπ
Dusk flows from the branches with silence ...
And on the bench, quiet and happy,
"Adam" kisses "Eve" in the moonlight.π
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Sadness, sadness and trembling eyelashes, but only the past is not a pity...