I glance between eyelashes.

Roads intersect, fingers can cross, and stories intertwine. The tickle of the blink of an eye on your cheek, smiles and skin caressing shivers. It’s not time for hiding, but to show off, with a touch of courage. You fear nothing and nobody. Even a wildflower has no questions to ask. It grows and blossoms bringing joy. Without asking anything in return.

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