Window hug
11 months ago
Window hug I miss a cookie with a cup of sociality, a hand on my shoulder, have a chat together while I see your lips. The phone rings more often And yet it feels different. I hear the fear, that vibration in your voice when you say, “Everything will be okay. “ Sometimes I see you for a very even, you put your hand on the glass, Because outside it can be. Then you don't need a mask. Yet it fee...
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