A Holy Asset
First, she loved a tree
And nothing more… nothing less.
Late night movie show
How far you will go?
She has a soil from her motherland
A holy asset of her
Nothing more, nothing less
How far you will go?
A fishy tale of whims of life
Being lonely in a world of blue
I know not the pain of war
But how far you will go?
Could you cover up these dark , cold , dead hours
And kiss the moment , just for one true word!
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