The 11th Thoughts

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You are the candle, lit up in the middle of the darkness
You are the flower, released the scents every time someone touched
You are the strings of the guitar, left the harmony to the deaf hearts

You are beautiful
You are the gift to this world
You are doing good

I wish you would say that to me
Before the vision turned black
Before the soul shattered to pieces

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