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Whenever to you the Moon turns darkness,
Whenever the light seems blank,
Your soul will find amuse, accompanied
With mine; looking for bliss.
Not will you be alone, nor feel dragged less;
For those questions you diligently fear
I must be there, nowhere visible.
Just sufficiently nearby
Ô dear, the day to you seems night, while
To me, you my friend, are day
I got you, wherever you are,
Whenever it can be, we must agree
And make all none... an essence for serendipity.
It's too late to try to fix a love story when you are the one who didn't give it much attention...
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Published on June 15, 2015
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