There was one not with outer beauty but with a beautiful soul, beauty was not visible to the naked eye, she was one of those who hid their feelings. I was lonely without a dream until my heart saw her, she felt that warmth coming from her soul I'm dreaming again ... Believes again in love ... It's been a while since I stopped writing, I stopped because I thought I would never meet her again, to see this ray of light again, a beam that breaks through the darkness in my heart, a beam that drives those demons into my head, chasing after me in my sleep ... And in the evening I can dream about the girl with the warm soul again.
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