Category : Poems

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It's a feeling that creates butterflies in your stomach, being wanted and cared for.
its beautiful, but doesn't have a colour.
There isn't a boundary for its expression, but needs to be preserved and nurtured to last forever
it thrives through the trust and dies through mistrust
ones who preserve, will be served with lifelong happiness
if not, assured of lifelong emptiness!