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Whenever I miss you, my eyes closed, and I search for your eyes in my heart. A long time has passed and I closed the eyes, so when is the soul in the spirit of humanity? And when my eyes are from your eyes, and when your heart embraces my heart? I am longing and my features from nostalgia, what does not hide my guarantee with your eyes with your hands with your heart with your smile, anything from you is certain of the looks of the world, I am certain of my hand.

Whenever I miss you, my eyes closed, and I search for your eyes in my heart. A long time has passed and I closed the eyes, so when is the soul in the spirit of humanity? And when my eyes are from your eyes, and when your heart embraces my heart? I am longing and my features from nostalgia, what does not hide my guarantee with your eyes with your hands with your heart with your smile, anything from you is certain of the looks of the world, I am certain of my hand.