I have trust on you,
And I know you are
Not a hopeless case.
For you are the truth
With all ecstatic symptoms.
Either you are the stone
Or you are the wood
Or you are both, I know.
But you like not cheap
Appreciation, friend.
I know you are the sign
And signature of all
Circumstantial reasons.
And I am eager to glorify
You to attract life
In all happiness.
You are the process of life
And you are reflected
On your own way here in love.
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