This story seems to have to be written. It has always been on my mind and I can't push it away. So, Special started again.
In writing this article, I do not intend to criticize anyone, nor do I intend to criticize those eras and things that are beyond my reach.
When the blue night is over my face
On the dark side of the world in space
When I'm all alone with the stars above
You are the one I love
When the blue night flows on my face
In the dark corner of the world
As lonely as I am, with only the stars for company
You are the love in my heart...
I don't remember where I saw this poem. I just remember that it touched my heartstrings and made me sigh with emotion.
"It reminds me of a woman's story, a story that may not even be a story.
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