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When your teardropp matches the ocean
With all its different colors
Then your heart is truly broken
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Love her
Love her not
Love him
Love him not
Picking the flowers
A trivial game
Who shall give their heart first?
Watch the fire and its flame
Flicker in the dirt
Grow seemingly closer
Everyday
You thought you felt a bond
Until they slowly pulled away
Until you saw them gone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem