So Be Happy, My Dear, - Poem by Liza Sud
So be happy, my dear,
with the one whom you like,
only in May have my feeling,
celestial storm on the ground,
forever - be sure at that time -
we are coupled only with you,
And, through my closed eyelids -
you are my peace, my truce.
In which all the joy and hope -
thousands of thousands of years,
With you we lived so spaceless -
and there are no 'byes' in the world..
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