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Nov 2014
A dairy wants to get written with an ink of tears
Your voice a song lingering in my ears
My love couldn't be last but seemed first to your soul
I believe, my spirit can hold you for a million of beautiful years

You're a dusk kissing my heart;
a beautiful wind blowing my mind;
a bird that's chirping around me
& a mid-night dream that's stemming through the time

A flower gets wilted without water
I want to breathe you, you love's like a quarter
The moon; the sun & the rain all belonged to you
Where would I be if my love ain't come outta blue?

You're quill; a fragile; an empty page
that's meant to get written without wage
Even the nirvana's to you, I blaze
You're a pleasure on all my nights
My heart utterly engaged to have you beyond the age.
Nicholas
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Nicholas
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