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I always feel you Here

These flowers have lost their fragrance,
Trying to express the grief of your absence...

Can always see your face in moon,
Just trying to console my heart that we will meet soon...

Closing my eyes can always see you,
My dreams are never complete without you.

Those nights which we have spent together,
Will never let those moments to wither...

Remembering your eyes which were so pure,
Will never let forget it; and that is for sure...

Cherish those memories whenever I m alone,
But sometime the same compel me to moan...

Relation of ours doesn't have a name,
But the love for you, in my heart will never change...

I have loved you from the bottom of my heart,
Sending you love wherever you are...

I always feel you here!!
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