Sunday word hunter: poetry and nonsense,  To beloved ones

Too long to be reborn

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It takes too long to be reborn,

and I’ve been waiting that long.

Come and end this pain of heart;

which compels me to take you to the stars;

while being hold in your arms.

Old corny remark, yet I wanna be;

the only shine upon your eyes.

Lost daydreaming, lost seeking happiness

in a hurtful past. Where the most beautiful blue might soar in wings of sky

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