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For my little heart
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Remembering you
I imagine you some where around me and within me.
I can never forget you.
You were a part of my broken heart,
a dream of love I missed,
a passion, a tender feeling,
that I felt.
You passed away
I could not do anything
helpless
weak
before the power of time.
Yet, you are here
inside my mystic world
glittering, spreading aroma;
and will remain fresh
till my last breath.

by sarojini pattayat.23/07/2013


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