Hopes. - Poem by Honny Zubedi
Seeing her after so many days;
Was like at last seeing sun rays.
Sunlight seemed so happy and bright;
And sky so blue and at so great a height.
How much I used to think of you;
Of how I'll spend my life with you.
It's no use, thinking of that time;
I know, you won't ever be mine.
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