Category : Poems
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The love of my life is a stranger -
About whom I do not know many things.
A few words and a promise.
A hope that I cling...
I don't want to cry but
The tears don't fit in my eyes.
I look at her photo sometimes,
It seems that time has no aging age,
Freezing her youth...
The love of my heart is not
The one that will stay for long.
It comes and goes,
Always busy with those she loves.