lover

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Then I meet someone whom I did say but
She didn't answer me
it was not a no or yes
But I left because it was hurting her
For every bit

I wish to be written
I wish to be ash in which it is deep hidden
As the soil loves me as wind care for me
As the rain my love would touch
As it's drops
Would become me I want to be buried
After all that's how I would become
The lover

@rj_debu

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