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I want to grow old with you
In the backdrop of the meander After a farewell to the pamper, When trembling feet walked some distance The heart pulled off a hindrance, Felt the sunshine at the face on the twist of our back Synced our steps without a lag, Till we held hands tight Confessed all our excite, Twinkle did our eyes…
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Until then
A shattered heartbright dripping eyesmodest face, woven smilesounds of crumble withinpretentious bursts of laughter outsideuntil the mellow wind fondledtiny buds bloomed brilliancebirds sang melody in unisonlush-green immobile world soothedand the supreme power whispered,“I care and I love”.
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