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Please Don't

That feeling is something that Cannot be depicted
Not formed in words
The rough thruth is that
I shall never answer to you
In endlessness it doesn't matter
But in life's tiny moments
Waiting is the only real
Don't fight, don't wrench
Hold on to me
Don't hope, don't wait
Be glad that you can
Watch the stars
You don't hope for the thruth from them either
Don't slam the door in front of me
Because I can't answer
Don't close the blindfolds
And hide the pretty scenery
Because it can't tell you about
Reality

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This is translated version of this poem; translated from Finnish, made by an old friend. I just felt like this right now :3

Limea

@Limea

Writer who writes writings that may not be that well-written. Well me; I'm trying to write here in English as well as I can. Finnish is my language. But I guess I'll manage this somehow! I'm a teen-aged communications student who has always felt unexplainable love towards languages. I also enjoy good music (ie. Depeche Mode), art, good books, shortfilms and nature. And writing, too.

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