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ahkil
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« on: October 21, 2007, 11:00:42 PM » |
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A DREAM SO PURE
Silky touch The feather might give
Remember, still in your heart
I reside I do live.
In God you may believe
The reflection of his creation is you
It’s him in you
Wish, I forever see.
Flowers may spread fragrance
For me it’s your presence
Whose each unspoken word remains my only remembrance.
You may be a dream so pure
Sounds indeed, but strange
Yet your identity is true as life I know
For your absence itself portrays your existence everywhere........ INCOMPLETE.....?
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