Feeling

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     I
You can't see it,
but you can feel it.
Whenever it hits you,
you don't know what to do.

     II
It's hard to understand
just like a dust in the sand,
why whenever I see you
my lips are curving like letter U.

     III
It is like moving a mountain
and counting a pouring rain.
Even how it gets hard
I still want to hold your hand.

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