Be here,
I know not if i need you.
But my being, sure does.
Don’t part,
I may not die.
My heart might do.
Beat inside, enthrall the senses.
Smile,
I may not get rich,
But the world will prosper.
Don’t say, you have to go.
I will not be alone,
But my soul might starve.
Feel the unspoken.
Close your eyes,
Hold me, clasp me,
In those shutters.
Let us reincarnate this while.
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