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If every snowflake were a heart
and snow was love spread upon the ground

Reality of fantasy in the arms of poetry
and living of me in the core of you

Some time I might be the cruel ever to just touch
and feel the love of you, but couldn't get

And in last the happening of tale & tab
an enduring threat, life living picture to surround


Amir
12/04/13




Poetry by Amir
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Written on 2014-02-20 at 14:39

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