Thinking of picking up the pad,
And the ink pen of the old days,
To write a romantic old love story,
So deep, and so old, so as to,
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Uncanny about something that you,
Have been looking for, it’s not the cry,
And something that you have picked up,
That will lead to a complete bliss and peace.
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Life is like resealing the bottle,
After using the medicine,
And the heart has been,
Resealed yet again...
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The toughest test of a man,
Centers around his conscience,
And character, a parade for the,
Parody of an incessant life.
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The strangest thing is not to hide an alien smiley,
But to blot out so perfectly behind the clouds,
Abstract in-and out-spaces, invading time,
Carrying it all over, the cosmic kiss is due.
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If I were me,
I would continue to,
Make mistakes,
If you were you,
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The absence of two bodies,
May truly make the two hearts,
More likable, though invisible,
Living apart yet able to make,
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It’s better to be in love,
Than to be in depression;
Happen at the same time,
You get ‘depressed love.’
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A man’s desires are often,
So willingly confined to the,
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