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I never was able to tell you

What I felt for you in me

Everything could be aside

But like you no one could be

When the sun kisses the sky

And the birds fly high

Then my passion spirits up

Granting me the thoughts of thy

After seeing my self alone

In this whole wide big world

I think you also think of me

Other than that my thoughts are curled

The space never matters for me

As I’ve always wanted to

Relieve myself from saying truth

But I always have missed you