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My fingers search for any sensation, while my hands are tied up in a clock. The little ones are waiting. We must get back. Can I savor you in the meantime?I love nothing more than you.Counting my lucky starsyou’re the one with me among the trees. I don’t see any other life.First two, then three,then four, then five.They are the stars in our sky. For the love I feel for themI can feel because of you.But my Mari, my love,I’ll always long for just you.