It was a spring morning
I was crossing a bridge
The Sun was rising
Soft music was playing
I heard rhythmic
steps
They were coming closer
Fog was covering faces
The shape was coming closer
I was wishing to see someone
Sun rays penetrated the fog
I saw amazing beauty
My eyes are smiling!
I felt unique pleasure
Shy face with dimples
Love at the first sight
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