There is not a lot I wish for,
Even scarce are the things I work for,
But you are the one who make me yearn,
You are the one who makes me wanna work,
You are different,
So am I,
You are the breeze of cold wind in scorching heat,
Light house in a storming sea,
Happiness in the darkest of times,
We are different,
Yet we are similar,
I wish to be yours till the end of times.
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Poems Of My Heart
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