Apart

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Filled with eons of thought
Which glimmers in the senselees emotion.
Time of all good self in life,
Me speechless in your sight.

Truth can't be hidden for sure,
Must confess I won't lie.
Years passed with tick of time,
Wasn't mad in my deep conscience,
Thee did not see thing in my eyes

With the piercing echo of time
Forgot my pain in comfort of thine
But thee frowned me ugly grimace.
Since thee busy in different

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