Not the wind on my face
Nor the spray of the sea
Nor the warmth of a woman’s flesh …
because I am sitting in my room
all
by
myself.
this is a good idea
Not the wind on my face
Nor the spray of the sea
Nor the warmth of a woman’s flesh …
because I am sitting in my room
all
by
myself.
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