In realm of God and a King
Craving so much for a thing
Blazing passion or high beam
In depth of midst is dream
It comes true whenever
Me and you as an owner
Sooner, later or a bit
We don't regret having it
Ween my dear, find clue
Which of your wishes came true?
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