This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 20.3.2019 at 19:55
She came like a Silent Strom,
We met on the nigh of Heavy Rain,
Our body warmth eachother like a Summer in may,
It felt like Spring the next day,
And I left her with a thunderstroke which will never fade away...
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