The River Emerald
No matter how much I try
I always look back
At least once a day or may be less or may be more
Oh that allure
The river Emerald
The intense green
Reminds me of something I have seen
No more I ask myself why
Obsessed with the infatuation
Pain in motion
I picture your face
I lean to kiss
The thin air
Melancholic grim
The river I once have seen
Emerald Green
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