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I don't exactly know how it started,
But it's you who I really wanted;
Restless mind, you always haunted,
For me, I'm not yet busted.

Fearless heart knows that,
Because it beats loosely without a knot;
No worries, no hint of wrath,
Dancing freely and timidity it knows not.

You don't know me actually,
And I don't know you really;
To some, it is unearthly & funny,
But my heart feels no ambiguity.

I can't deny what I believe,
This affection I can't conceive;
As when God made Adam & Eve,
So as you to me I perceive.

To you I am powerless,
And yet you are peacefully clueless;
You are my happiness as well as my sadness,
But you are covered by the beauty of stillness.

You mean so much to me,
That's the way I want it to be;
I'm a prisoner of your sacred identity,
And to be with you is what I'm praying to Thee.

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