How this is going
That I know not
This life
And that sea.
But it is going
To the sky
In a regular routine
Not known to anybody.
It is going
With salt
With sugar
My dear, that I fear.
I failed to know
What is in my favor
And what is not
And I fear.
And I fear
And I cry
And I smile
When it is accepted.
How it is accepted
That I know not
And I am happy
With You here.
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