Natacha Atlas
更新时间:2025-06-25 21:14:02
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I miss him
That man I almost met
How can it be
That we shared a secret
In one brief moment
Our eyes were windows
And in those moments
I hope for him again
His gentle spirit
Whispering words
Whispering words
To dreams long forgotten
His eyes like candles
In the temple
A mirror to the core of my soul