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- in the world of artificiality
You and me running in a path
Holding the hands deeply
We have no ending of smiles

-in the world of jangle things
You and me lying on green ground
Sipping juice with spiral straw
We have no ending of love

- in the world of trustworthy
You and me playing near seashore
Waves are pulling us towards ocean
But we holding eachother and not letting to fall down
We have no ending of trust

- in the world of imagination
You and me are beholding stars
Wishing together with deep hopes
We have no ending of thoughts

- in the world of faking
You and me smelling the flower
But haven't get any scent
Than you get another real one
We have no ending of care

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Happy reading

Momina Mable

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