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Where the plane soars I posted a question.
Will you hold my hand without any question.
All is up to your own disquestion.
But you wouldn’t answer my heart’s question.

My blood gushes like Grand Canyon’s water.
But her heart remains like frozen water.
And I almost choke on my bottle’s water.
And thus her heart finally turned to water.

I asked to hold her hand.
She held back her hand.
I reached for her hand.
She gave me her hand.

I laugh.
She laugh.

I cry.
She cry.

I couldn’t afford Gold Heart.
But I gave her my heart.
She kept my heart.
And gave back her heart.

I love the way she smiles.
And whenever she smiles,
I’ll smile.
Together we anything also smile.

Sometimes my face become so oily it shines.
Especially when the Sun is on its maximum shine.
My Army boots also shines.
But cannot compare to how she make my day shine.

Come with me.
Be with me.
Embrace me.
Love me.

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