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Hit by the blow of palm in my head I rise so I can't be driven yet sobbing from the door I hear, but I just want to stand my dear. Bold and firm I rise, carrying the bags of my past storing them to the deepest part of heart, wrapping them with barbwires so it won't be easily knocked out. Forgetting the past I packed, I move to the horizon where the shining sun rise. Strengthen by the child in my hand walking forward with a close heart for every man I get to sight. Then sudden breeze of fall winter came bringing chills to my every flesh and hoping, praying for someone to be her to wrap me in and the child in my hand with a warm embrace. At that moment you came, standing and offering arms to be wrap in. As you wrap your arms, I suddenly notice you were restoring the past I have, even though spilling of blood is present in your palm just to untie the barbwires I have in mine. And you wrap me and the child in my arms with warm blood due to the i have. Astonish is the I have to describe you my cutest knight. You accept me in with the luggages I have brought in. The past I have was now restored and best, 'twas changed with your every single smile. But this should be stop! 'Coz from the moment you try to wipe the tears, I notice a cold wrapping piece you have - one of your finger has a ring! Oh how I wish that ring was ours. Sealing our love with vows and kissing each other under the light of the stars. I want to get out and just hug the child in my hand, but with your might you embrace me with your lips and vowed that we will never grow apart for the ring will be changed with - OURS. But oh please stop! I dont wan't to take another poison that will make me numb. I know you know how deep is my affection to you my bravest knight, but I don't want to live in a world where every one is killing me with their every single sight. And so again, moving forward is the only thing to have, with a tune of sobbing heart, then, I pause... waiting and praying for arms to hold me in... but as I bow my head I notice the sweet smile of the child in my hand. I move forward now not with a sobbing heart, but with a gleeful smile for every man I get to sight.
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