II - Don't Name It

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His soul pure like rivers of Jordan.
His words which gave me sense of warmth.
Feels like his hands twined around my heart.
I'm not in hurry to find out our destiny,
What if it's going to ruin us...
If we call it "Rose",Does this feeling retain as the beauty of a flower?
As long as I see horizon line,I won't lose my hope and pride.
He is the one who blow the wind to sails of my soul.
How Vastness his love is... I felt brush of butterfly in my heart.

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