One
lets walk along you and I
have a bit a strive of fire
to walk a mile a 2 a dire
frequent steps don't come so often
nor your marvellous hair so soften
I bitter, i do for being apart from you
I long to not only love you but love you
I scream in such silence of no notice
not even a myth of a pin flawless
I'm no story no novel
not even a povel
doth worry i may not have one
but i ought to live such ...
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