Magical road

This night ... walking on this magical street, I wake up in the middle of a wild desire 

that if I could touch you by touching you
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At three o'clock in the night. I am sitting in the chair ... watching the 'tukur-tukur' computer. There is nothing to do at this time. Not even for writing something. The same tired dialogue ... the same words ... the same things heard ... the same story heard. But I have something for you at the moment ... 

What is it, I will not tell you that. If you want you can bash me ... but, no ... I will not tell. In the day I lost 2200 rupees and ATM card. Then walked 5 kilometers, because the pocket was empty. But would you believe ... that even in the afternoon I was not feeling heat. However, I was frightened by sweat ... and the face has now turned black ... but I did not seem to heat. I was surprised at myself after coming home .... How did this happen to me ... Your thoughts hold me tight. The legs were moving fast on their own. Just like a tune, I was just going ahead ... it was going to grow .... Just ... car ... auto ... all were passing beside my side, but I was not feeling anything. Just looked at the feet ... and your name in the mind. I came to the house I Then lying on the bed for 2 hours. Maybe it was a little fever ... I was lying in the slopes ... eyes shut ... And your face in front of you .... When you used to take your tongue out a bit ... and I used to emulate your tongue a little bit while imitating you.

My life....

So the color of my wish is gray

That you see ...

And you do not know by touching in what color ....

So you do not go anywhere ...

Well ... I'm absolutely right ..... There was no ocean ... dried up. Some stones are left ... the sand is left ... I have left ... this is the night left ... you are left ... and this magical road is left.