Vanalik

I try ; often I fail
I see no way but sail
Away, so far away :
There is no other way

You know ; ever you teach
I listen to you preach
Closer, so much closer :
Preach on my lover

We are ; united as ‘us’
Lovers become we thus
Silent, just are we silent :
Creating a brand new scent

Our life ; becoming more
Our hopes never be sore
Dying, ours is our dying :
Tears of joy are we crying

An agenda made my soul
Blend in yours and made us whole

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