Lines are either far away or close or…. I am afraid of the path. I stand amid the vast volume of bowed trees. I sit facing you. Look at the lines face to face. You smile, read, kiss; all is from love. With the border of your lips, your gaze, your hands, I found the secret of immortality. I stay, I stay, and record your romances.
| ISBN |
978-6225460638 |
|---|---|
| Publication Year |
1402 |
| Edition |
1 |
| Number of Pages |
54 |
| Publisher |
Ehyam |
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