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You are the One

You are the love of my life.

Yes, so you say.

Fifteen, twenty years on.

You are the love of my life.

No, so I say.

Many moons away .

My dearest

I am the bird you could not cage

I am the dream you reach out to

I am the one who got away

My dearest

I am the one who lives on the edge

I am the one who bleeds razors, head high.

I am the one wrapped in colours & cottons, eastern promises still to come.

I am the one who  breathes, lives, loves

Today.

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