THE FOURTH ONE

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Sea of blue,dark and deep,Color of coldness need to heed.

Mask of hardness, warmth in heart. She melt his ice with her fiery hearth.

A story of love, but not sweet, Partners of life, here in seek.

Lips that dance, hearts that heal,

Fear that fears, shall run in flee.

See the eyes, feel the way

Love will lead what heart would say.


By KHAN

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