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Thursday, April 17, 2008

The way back home

Hold my hand.
Walk with me.
Smile.
We don’t have to speak.

Hold my hand.
Show me the way.
Listen.
We don’t have to think.

Hold my hand.
Don’t let me fall.
Taste.
We don’t have to seek.

Hold my hand.
Keep me close.
Feel.
We don’t have to hurry.

See me, hold me, love me, find me.

Posted by Natalia at 4:21 PM
Labels: ganduri, poezii

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