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I saw him and bestowed a possession,

The leaves falling from the trees knew my secret fascination.

A lingering of someone sitting next to me,

Made me numb, I was distant apart from me.

Nevertheless, the clock sounds every minute is distracting me.

You are mine to be loved, I know,

You are my responsibility, for sure.

There may be days I feel sorry to be with you,

Even then I’ll be staying, laughing harder,

I know I’ll be with you.

Cause you are mine to be loved.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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