Oh, love
And I see
No error here.
The fool I am,
Unable to understand
The basis.
I see no grief,
At times disharmony,
There, though.
No use of any calender,
No long or short,
No meaning of incidents.
And nothing is there
To happen.
And with you
Always I am.
Spoil not time,
Oh love, come on,
Stars we are,
Never shaken.
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