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Love is like a river; it finds ways,
Softens even the hardest stone.
What’s destiny’s cruel intention?
Hearts harder than a rock, stronger than a bone.
There I was, gazing from afar
At my beautiful star,
Waiting to fall
To reach this splintering soul.
But you’re on another route,
Perhaps goin’ to the south,
Can never hear this plea.
Maybe in silence, there you’ll be…
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Jacob Baiden Odame | Aug 7th, 2008
great work! has a lot of deep true meaning
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