You choose your path
As I choose mine
But still
Across those wavelengths
I gather myself
To the possibilities
Of your disposal.
True, I'm quite unsure.
But the fact
That I place my hands
Together
Utters a prayer:
Hope you'll love me
As much as the heavens say
I do.
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