This dream haunts with my sympathy
as I bloom and flee under my realm.
A Midnight stroll echoes to my flower,
where I kiss and linger as I felt overwhelm.
To what I have owed,
to what I have given
it becomes my reason to cry.
So I feel my night, under my sight
and now I feel your look in my eye.
Thousand sorrows in presence of you
beholds the truth of my time.
Farewell to my hope and strength
as I overcome the horror of my prime.
Follow me on my next channels and have a delight follow;
Do you want to “Help a brother & Charity out?”
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