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Poem: My Love Is My World by msuabint7(m): 10:32am On Mar 26
My love is my world
I've been sitting on the path all day
When she comes back, she has to repay the loan.
Full moon gives light and shadow
Birds wake up at night to find mates.
I raised my hands and stood in the yard.
When you come closer, you hug me.
If you are attracted to the mind, why hide the mind?
Find oh my dear darling from afar.
I love how many borders there are.
I have come to you without anyone's consent.
Random hair came and stood at the window
If you say you will be my love.
In my world as much as the heart desires.
Come and smell like blue bumblebees.
I wish I could put you to sleep with flowers.
The flowers will laugh, the bees will sing in youth.
In the soul of the flower, in the song of the bird, the language is invisible.
Remember the pain of the sun in your leisure.
I still understand how much I pay myself.
The two souls are exchanged every evening.
She called me one evening in the cataract.
They decorate the meeting night with honey flowers.
My relatives have been imagining all the time.
If you fill it with fragrant fragrance, you are one.
The seat of the soul is therefore located on the altar of life.
Obey the rules, you advance.
Do not release the chains around the prison.
It's time to dump her and move on.
I don't know anyone who doesn't know how to accept it.
Come that way when the birds sing.
Hold the butterfly forcefully;
You will see that it is harming him.
It's time to dump her and move on.
Not with deceptive words, but with a garland of flowers.
I will accept you as the seat of the soul.
If you call by name, I will arrange to give the whole.
The illusory truth will meet the pull of life.
Flowers will not bloom, will not be satisfied,
And will not cut darkness.
Not without me, friend, your family.

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