Be the wind

How does it feel hug her when she leaves,
Touching her cheeks, lift her hair, be so strong?
How does it feel when she's breathing
and make me long for her lips?

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Shun: (thinking) the wind is the luckiest of the world; the wind is a part of Alice’s life.
Dan: Shun, are আপনি OK? Oh let me know you’re thinking in Alice again, right?
Shun: আপনি don’t mind, but... Don’t আপনি think the wind is luckiest?
Dan: Luckiest? Ok, আপনি are scaring me
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