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Witch’s hairs were on my reading papers,
winding, whirling and tangling. Twisted on my fingers was the witch I couldn’t stop thinking. Witch’s words were on my reading papers, touching, humming and whispering. Each word was coming from my beloved one, telling me she never left me. So I found a new world, bigger and deeper than before. There every particle is smiling like her laughing in the thousands wind. |
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