From nothing to everything
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From nothing to everything

Walking through the city

Walking through the city suddenly, I spotted you.

Walking through the city suddenly, I spotted you. You were standing alone,

Walking through the city suddenly, I spotted you. You were standing alone, rested on a filar and reading some leaflets.

Walking through the city suddenly, I spotted you. You were standing alone, rested on a filar and reading some leaflets. I thought: "What a kid."

Walking through the city suddenly, I spotted you. You were standing alone, rested on a filar and reading some leaflets. I thought: "What a kid." And then you realized that I was watching you.

Walking through the city suddenly, I spotted you. You were standing alone, rested on a filar and reading some leaflets. I thought: "What a kid." And then you realized that I was watching you. I thought: "Oh shit."

Walking through the city suddenly, I spotted you. You were standing alone, rested on a filar and reading some leaflets. I thought: "What a kid." And then you realized that I was watching you. I thought: "Oh shit." You came,

Walking through the city suddenly, I spotted you. You were standing alone, rested on a filar and reading some leaflets. I thought: "What a kid." And then you realized that I was watching you. I thought: "Oh shit." You came, said your name.

Walking through the city suddenly, I spotted you. You were standing alone, rested on a filar and reading some leaflets. I thought: "What a kid." And then you realized that I was watching you. I thought: "Oh shit." You came, said your name. In disbelief I said mine too.

And it was you.

And it was you. It was you that I didn't know.

My gentleman,

My gentleman, my hero,

My gentleman, my hero, my heart beat.

Your eyes were the color of my favorite sweater.

Your arms warm like a summer breeze.

Your neck soft like autumn leaves.

The lips had the taste of sweet cherries.

And your breath smelt better than my perfume.

I could play with your hair just as children do in kindergarten.

You child became my sweetest gentleman ❤️

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