Lydia,
This cold winter arrived so early,
Just as the moon close her eyes with shy,
And the wind whisper your name so tenderly in my ear,
Why should i lose you with my fear ?
Love and hate,
Two sides of every desire,
Where our paths finally crossed,
And our love stays unwanted.
Lydia
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