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Sep 2019
Light lit's to a morning fog,
Time slips but your never to far.
Ends of the past ablest thou still
Keeping hopes upon raging fear.
Caught up in cloud in infinite blue
Though a thousand years could pass
Yet I'd still remember you.

Spring and winter drifting by
As my seasoned mind ask of why's;
Will you love me if thou not seek,
If dreams you opt are not on thee,
Even riches aren't my bestow?
A troubled soul, My lonely ghost.
Would you be even if death's a host?

The ways of life is strange.
Strange in promise, strange in fate.
Believe in one can be held in hand;
The heart that see's to prosper.
A love that seeks to understand,
I please you this words I could pen.
But will you love me even the end?
#Love #Even #Death #Soul

"Love speakes to the heart, to the soul and even to death.
It lingers on when that one you love is evident, timeless, gold and forever."

Finished: March 19 2019

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Nico Julleza
Written by
Nico Julleza  23/M/Philippines
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