Even if I,
Knowing that time would still,
Departed the loving,
Emotion,
Our visible sight that was always
Seen but still consuming facts
How the hardest second
Split in between life
I will still try
Try to understand how,
And why would a miserable hope
Longing just only for
Care, loving, but never
Regret or unfaithful desire
Believe in fate
Understand that fear, somehow
Would disappear.
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