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When the day turn into night

My eyes can flamboyantly see you without light

When my mind want to see you in yer absent

My close eyes bring you with me in my present

Wherever I heard the sweet melody   

My ears fix yer past conversations making it to parody

My mouth wants to break its silence

Without your reply I cannot make a license

When my wings create the world of imagination

I could see all about your limitations

Making my love like for pink cow

Assembling my feelings on you at low

     But I will never and ever put a risk on our love

     Insulting on the world of thoughts without proof

     And my mistress, ye are my last love with prove


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