Love
Here the whispering winds?
Speaking your name, giving you keys to life? Maybe,
but hold your head high above the others, but not in the clouds.
You know just as much as a young wise man,
but you know more than you think.
You ARE stronger than you believe.
Concur one love and you are golden.
Cry over them and you are human,
but feel nothing and you ARE nothing.
Feeling hurt, pain, and sorrow comes with
life so live a little, just don’t let it take your whole life.
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