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Open Question
This is an open question: Are all love true?
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Nothing really changed
When i see people on the road, i wish i could read their minds.. See what they are thinking.. Somehow i like to know the big picture.. Go in search of truth.. When i see abandoned houses and plots, i wish i could look back into the history.. How it was when people lived there..…
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I Wish
Why this life? Why all these friends? Why, the feeling of love? Why all these dreams? Why all these memories? Why do they always come and go, Leaving me behind, Deserting me… Still, even today… I see the warm and bright light That touches the wheat plants turning them gold That gives the heavenly outline…