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Kinshala now, I sometimes ponder
If you are made up
  Inside my brain's own wonder,
and if I really love you so
  or just want to love
                      so badly
that I've convinced myself what to do...
 
My life is so far from what I'd like,
  as you are far away from me
  as dreams return to reverie
I often drift away to a lofty cloud
  where there are no people
            in this world allowed,
but still, I want you Kinshala dear
   as dreams come close
   and dreams drift near,
with realism harboured inside
  As I to you so secretly confide,
and in these dreams we meet, on air
as if the Gods hath placed us there,
 
where we can together share
     a life of respect and utmost care, 
I so much want to have
     you "bel"
proceeding "Isa"  and preceeding
     visions I can fortell -
 
a little house along a path
  where we together
                   would reap
the grapes of wrath
  enriched with life's
Great Bounty - full
 
Our bushels round and plentiful,
I wholed yr hand and kiss
        yr nose
and present 
        yr perfect mouth
                   with a rose....
 
but then, as always, I wake up
  to this cruel reality of my existence
I curse the Gods
  for their resistence
 
for I am meant to live 
very much like a stone
cold, weathered, and all alone...
 
So Kinshala, yr chapter is complete
and I'll move on with an empty heart,
the shell of my body above my feet
  containing memories of You
                 within every part...

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