O my dear
Where are you?
O I am here
Nobody is saying.
I am making contact
Again and again
O my love
And you are my cub.
I am making my life
A true one with you
And you are no where
And you justify
Your existence with me.
O my dear
Where are you
The question has got
No value.
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