She cries in every bit of my hurt,
Flourishes my way self walking through dirt.
Except her none can take my bother,
Heaven is there where is my MOTHER.
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The thing I never felt “light of yours”
Ultimately which extract me from these worldly cures,
Now I find self in the bondage so tight
Unfortunately I woke up at midnight.
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There thy existence the horizon where lies,
Although the desire is there but dream dies.
No matter what attempt I made,
Through the weird world and all the skies.
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