Secrets of a lone girl; the life perspectives

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 Our bodies millimeters apart

Our breath brushes over our nostrils

And mix with the nostalgic perfumes on our bodies

And the sound of our legs

Echo through the whisper of our love

And the movements of our bodies

write the lyrics of the history of our friendship

In sorrow, in failure, in ego, in sickness, and in

Let’s tango to the music in the sound of our cries and

the tears in our pain

till our grieves are erased

and replaced with the melody of gaiety,

Let’s tango till we forget that there was a moment we got

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