None desires the degradation of amour though it is predestination,
However the heartbreaking fervidity lies in the playground of emotion.
Once, armour memories will be faded away; verily,
Endearing songs will be turned into in harmonious; gradually.
Human's psyche is highly inconsolable in this youthful ground,
Oneself is lost progressively through exploration.
In the revolution of time, the nurtured love is sold by auction in inexpensive price,
Through entire amour; an unseen manifested vacuum lies.
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