Oasis

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You are the memory I wanted to bury

But the memory that kept me alive

You are the love that brought pain

But the love like a colors of a paint


You are the memory that made me cry

But the memory that also made me smile

You are the voice that made me mute

But the fuel of my poetry


You are the cruel reality

But the Oasis of my heart. 

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