Category : Poems

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First time i saw him, 
Suited with wavy hair. 
Beaming and speaking with me, 
When I was in need of care. 
My past was worst, 
Future was dark. 
Grew up with curse, 
Do not know how to restart. 
He held my hand, 
Whispering "let grow together"
He was like sand, 
Could not stay forever...