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human relationship humor Life love Poetry Uncategorized

When its dark

That is when I light up myself

When its cold

I try to hold

when it ends

I start again

when it is useless , I try to recycle

when its me

I look at you

When its you

I try and rescue

I am your laughter

I am your soul

I will be with you

even in a hole

 

By kalabalu

Architect-urban designer

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