It's Not You
A Akhtar Jawad
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Still every night,
my heart beats suddenly shoot up too high,
how many nights my heart will take to be too low,
for a sleep that is free of dreams!
Still every day, my closed eyes see you coming,
how many days my eyes will take to be opened,
and see it's not you,
it's just a dream that never comes true!
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