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A Heart
People may love for a thousand times,
and I am writing it now as a part of rhymes,
The heaven stairs keep glowing in night,
Beneath them, you are my angel's bright.
An eagle's man trying to sing,
The song about his dimmed love,
One's that he love and it's always been,
May not belong to him and, still it's a dream.
Lucky wishes will be his choice,
Because her happiness.
ain't a sore.
But something that he will rejoice.
As a part of his world before.
