Your Love
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Your love
Your love reminds
And finds
Place in me
To make me feel free
I have always longed
But each time was wronged
By the people around
But I held my ground
I shall smell
And tell
People about fragrance
That is shown at once
I see the reflection
And opt for action
You are firmly placed
But I remain chased
The calm water raises head
And read
My desire and anxiety
That is almost thirsty
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