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Jul 2014
If I had a dream,
That dream would be you.
If I had the power,
The dream would be true.
A fate of togetherness,
Desired so often.
A destiny to choose,
In my hands soften.

Material gains,
Are lofty peaks.
It’s what now,
My heart seeks.
I am sorry my love,
I have to let go,
I am ready to be the fool,
And be called a foe.

Changes happen,
Life takes a turn.
Experiences gained,
Things we do learn.
Love is above all,
I do realize now.
For it to happen,
I didn't allow.

Life seems empty,
And youth wilted.
I stand here alone,
Bruised and pelted.
Reality hits me strong,
As I walk along.
I know I had been a fool,
I was wrong.
Blissful Nobody
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Blissful Nobody  38/F/India
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