I’m waking up again. Spring is opening up and closing down. The air is vibrating above ground. When I hold my breath, you are still breathing. You have the thrilling sounds, smell of expectations and you are dressed in a cool warmth. The air have no distance. I give you a kiss so that you don’t have to speak.

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