My love for you will always
Be like the relationship
Between the hand and eyes.
It's like when the hand
Gets hurt, the eyes cry; the hands
Wiped the tears.
Time changes as years pass.
But one thing will never change,
The happiness I feel today.
Coz in all the roads I have trudged.
I have come to the road,
Where I have come to know you.
You're my eyes and I'm your hands.
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