1/3/2026
Like the parallels We never met You sway before me, like the breeze Like the rain, you pour over me Like the melted soil, your beauty has melted me, ph my dear life, all my sins This life of mine, oh this red-hot heart of mine Has transcend beyound the existence of this material world How the bees collect the nectar, this soul collects your honey How the waves are part of the sea, I, a drop, am a part of you Like the campus, we've never met, we haven't even met You, a painful existence of mine, you, of sweet love of mine, we haven't yet met
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