Hello, my precious, today is Women’s Day, the day that I always long for.
On this day, instead of your kind hands, my thoughts are decorated with a narcissus flower more chaotic than your tresses.
It has been two years since I have seen the colour of violet and felt jasmine. For two years I have been restless for a few tears of joy. You know better than me that I count the hours all year long, waiting for [Women’s Day] to come.
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