Even the wind and the trees acknowledge this mighty presence you have left as an imprint
On my oh-so-soft heart
How did the seasons change in its entirety
To have you blind me so
That now I see no one but you ?
- I am smitten
Oh my friend, my familiar friend I've picked up this pen to write Too many thoughts of you Too many anger-filled words Too many sorrow...
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