Sun rises & sinks, water flows & air,
Night bursts day blossoms,
They fight & they love,
Many die, myriad born.
They forget, shun the events,
The bitter past & salty tears;
Also the jovial senses,
And peerless moments.
Yet your memories,
Sways the peace & pace of heart.
The heart which throbs,
At your merry & sorrow.
Truly, I lost wield over myself.
Now, hold me or let me sink.
Life is grieve & grave for me,
Come love & save my love.
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