Life of misery
Submitted By: Alhumaid Inamdar
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In the field of golden hour, a rose I see, Makes me feel how miserable I am now. All I can see is distant shores, and I admire the wind, hoping it sails me to you. It is the gentle rain I wish for, just to catch a glimpse of your bloom. The burden I carry is thorns—what I could truly reach. Yet, I would happily die under your dew, Because we would become one as time does its thing, and I would wait for you.
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