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jakub mistral
I've been getting to know the shape of your palms
the softness of your skin,
the smell of your hair.
With my fingertips
I've been learning your face by heart.
And all this in order
to understand
why I've been living like a blind man so far.
the softness of your skin,
the smell of your hair.
With my fingertips
I've been learning your face by heart.
And all this in order
to understand
why I've been living like a blind man so far.
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