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Sometimes D.
Sometimes I hear the wind whisper your name.
Sometimes I feel that the sun cannot warm my skin how your eyes do it.
Sometimes the flame of my heart is so turned off that only you can give him a smile like a spark to recover that fire lost.
Sometimes your absence let the time go so fast to turn yellow, like the pages of a book, my dreams and " graying " my heart.
Sometimes I feel that the light of your face will never leave the dark corners of my soul.
Sometimes when this house is
