Probably

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I wrote some words
Which disappeared
As clouds seem when they're near

And I feel sad
Cause they were ones
Unseen by the eyes of the world

The pen and paper
On my desk
Still waiting for my touch

They do believe
That one day I will
Take them in my hands

A pain that keeps
On pulling my nerve
It holds me back from the root

I'm not able
To withstand it
The pain they gave to you

I stopped my breath
And pinched my lips
And rose up after all

To hold your hand
I took a step
But you fell down in the war

The oozing blood
The flowing stream
I dipped my cloth in it

Did you see
What a turn I take
From leaving to loving

Down the road
The distance short
I walked to a cemetery

I kneeled to you
And promised that
I'll be soon probably

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