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Sep 2014
Over staggering mountains steep
and lumbering valleys deep
I struggle to reach your arms
for my heart is yours to keep

A shield against evil and foe
armor for wars and woe
I fight to keep you safe
my life to be your shadow

A muse to make you laugh
a shoulder when times get tough
I breathe to hold you close
your joy is air enough

A river to wash away your tears
A memory to roll back the years
I live to lessen your grief
I am broken without you, my dear

for my heart is yours to keep
There is nothing better in the world, than to lose oneself, in something or someone you love.
Siddharth Penmetcha
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Siddharth Penmetcha
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