Reciprocate With
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Reciprocate with
He bring in colors
Of rainbow with honor
I run after
With lots of laughter
He is my life and soul
I always call
Get near
Sans fear
I whisper
With no tears
But with happiness
And smile on face
Like branch
In trees I strike with punch
But he reciprocates with love
I think it is rare and firmly believe
Why should I bother?
And slid further
When he is forever
I must always think and bear
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