I just reached out.
Almost unconsciously, just stretched out my hand.
Even if I knew it, his soul would only flow away from my fingers like wind.
But I still have to stretch out my hand.
I imagined you by my side, I imagined you by my side and
you weren't by my side.
I vaguely saw the appearance of death, bending my eyebrows and smiling.
Your fingertips are a little bit tight.
I, but always, can't touch.
Il Mare is the Italian pronunciation, meaning the sea.
I like the sea. This summer’s sea
"I am by your side, but you can’t see it. It is the end of two people who have to walk to the cape or the horizon." Maybe .....
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