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Creation


Thou art a beautiful creation,

Not for a naught, but for preservation.

I am selfish, oh! Such prejudice.

Yet I art selfish for thee.

Oh!!I beseech thee!

 Look away and far away.

Awaiting thou presence stand thy world,

So, let solitude prevail.

Walk and walk and walk,

On an endless road,

With burning rain dampening thy face.

Witness thy world in its utmost glory.

Build thy life and never stop,

And if a day is to come,

when thy heart tire thyself,

let our roads intervene.

I would stand there,

Awaiting thy presence.

Come to me O!! my princess.

 

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