• The Dream of Infatuation

    No love but Wherever held a place and I don't see for me other than that a homeland and a location My homeland all nights long is his home As long and as far away he gets,my love is where he stays. And when inhabited earth embrace us its moments are populated daily. No difference between her north and south as they are bearing greeting to my heart And they are pressing my knowledge and seldom time preserves the custody of my heartbloods. And if I cry, so I cry from the fear That our infatuation is just a dream And maybe the significance of our intention.So I cried out from before we shed the tears from our distance.

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