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You are the World that My Heart Returns to
You have won me over,
With the little changes,
That you make each time I go away and re-appear,
Yours I am, nothing can stop my soul and it does find ways.
With others I have merely been polite,
Can it be called playing?
I know you love me too, ain't I right?
You cannot hide no matter how much you keep trying.
Even if the peacocks forget dancing and the mountains lose dignity,
For you my heart will always ache in this distant city.
Awww... that is a sweet
Awww... that is a sweet sentiment.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you
So nice of you my friend. :)