The Third Option
A Akhtar Jawad
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You say we rise to fall,
I say we fall to rise.
Best of luck my friend
rise and fall.
Let me fall to rise once again.
When you shall be falling from the skies
and I shall be rising from the earth,
somewhere among the twinkling stars
we shall pass each other.
With tears in my eyes I shall watch you falling
with a smile on your lips you'll watch my rising.
I offer you my friend
to shake our hands through the windows.
We shall hold the hands of each other tightly.
I am sure the resultant force
of the forces of friendship and love
will turn us in the third direction
and we shall land on a planet of compromise.
Bu şiiri puanla
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