I can see their all movement
their acts based on any fact
I can hear their talks laughs
cries and even whispers
I can feel their joys and sorrows
but they can not see me
hear me and feel my feeling
they are so near yet too far
to reach at this hour
they will never know
how keenly I follow them
in all my words and acts
they draw me not for facts
but for their speech
they speak in the tongue
of my mind and I love...
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