...and there is full moon,
the rose which kept inside me will bloom;
a light of yOur vision will keep it alive,
as we both work on it to survive...
...fill me with unending passion,
make my blue nights into reasons;
then there will be no blue nights again,
only oUr lOve will remain.
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