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My Paru

I lost the rhythm of my heart beat I lost my vision of the eyes I lost the flexibility of my tongue I am not normal now An insane and neglected I lost the vibe from my love I lost her jealousy I lost her lovely fight Why do I live Let God make me an idol A doll My heart beats in dreams There was a doll A simple man who loves His paru He still and always Waits for his love paru

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