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When flowers didn’t bloom in time
when words didn’t settle to rhyme
when words unsaid were not heard
when feelings didn’t travel through dust
when you were you
I am me
when us was separated
we got free
when sun did rise
when moon did shine
when you were mine
No more it seems
no more it is deemed
to be felt and heard
to be held and felt
as was in dream


A little try

Now I see you

Now I don’t

Will you love me?

No I won’t

Should I go away?

leave you alone:)