In that dark night
When nothing seems bright
No one was there
I was without fear
Her memory came to me
Touches my soul not just me
I tried to escape
But memory was without shape
She reached every where
I went here and there
At last I heared a voice
Voice was calm and nice
I forgot everything
My soul flew without any wings.......
Nyc one...a great attempt😃😃😃👆👆👆
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