as I own the poem,my heart is becoming young and dreamy.the poem have published in 1988. The last night The last night Let me have a peek at you again, Through the door that was closed an half I was filled wholly, By your sorrowful sight I had geted wet at my heavy foot, with your tender sentiments ah,wind,wind, you did not blow again I real did not know to say what to you again I came then went with you should I say goodby to my boyfriend? The star appeared on my head again a pair of eyes was winking one after another, It asked for me to answer
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