I wrote a piece you could call some sort of a poem.. I wrote it in Finnish.
Kahvia ja likaisia astioita.
Tuulen pieksemiä lakanoita.
Pesemättömiä ikkunoita.
Keskeneräisiä asioita.
Ikävöin sinua.
The translation goes somewhat like this..
Coffee and dirty dishes.
Wind-beaten sheets.
Unwashed windows.
Incomplete things.
Missing you.
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