Spring.

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You put me in this place.

Just in case

you don't want to be seen,

I left you in that space.

I can't control this

But i can remember it how you walked me to my wood door in the latest spring

How you tusted me in in spaces ours hands when my hair blow in the harsh light

How you kiss me in the hand right there when nobodys watching

Where i can imagine this only on foggy days.

Summer spring and winters fall

Todays i am gonna rubby my room to find your neckles which you give to me in the latest spring

When everybody is on parade on 4th of july

When everybody eating turkey

I was there below the willow and you came back to me with grace.

I wondered what it looks like when i came home across the window

I wondered what it would be like when i canton control myself

I wondered what it be like when noone was watching me

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