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He sometimes remains me of my father.
I mean a father figure, since I have short memory of my father.
Well, he is more like my grandfather.
A figure of someone who I saw as a father.
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2.

At some point we could see things
That we are not expecting to see

At some point we might see things
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They are uniquely there
With their differences in flare
All are giving love and asking care
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I love how You love me, faithfully,
even when things were too exhausted to be explained,
You show Your love in lots of ways, unlimitedly.
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What could be worse than being far away from your home town…?
What could be worse than being alone with a stranger in a new town…?
What could be worse than falling in love with someone far from your town…?
What could be worse than just falling in love again and again with someone out from your town..?
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Could you see the beauty of yours, minds..?
I wish, you are aware enough of it or you just saying: "I could not",
maybe, you are too beautiful to be explained by words.
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We have lost so many lost
Yet, some of us don't get it
How some of us have enough of it!
Still, some of us plan for another lost
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8.

Who need a baby?
When we can have a puppy

Instead of having a baby
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Once upon a time, love called me,
he called me tenderly,
as the breeze on the beach, amusing me.
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He loves me since he was 3 months old,
those big rounded eyes just told me so,
pumps my heart until now almost 10 years old.
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This is my theory, a theory about you for this moment.
That you are now becoming a Japanese, in this moment.
What I mean by "in this moment" is the time, since you found yourself almost die, yes that moment.
I guess, that was the moment when you opened your eyes after that turbulent moment.
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I found in just couple minutes ago, my American guy is coming back.
He just appeared and said, here I am, Love, I am back!
He opened his arms for his American way of thinking, back.
Guess, he has put the Samurai's sword which was never his, to its place back.
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13.

With some words
it would be created
thou with the simple ones
go along
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14.

stand
sit
walk
run
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15.

Like a infant,
we are vulnerable
we do need each other's care
and
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16.

Can not live without
Can not say no
Can not let go
Can not without
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It was not easy
All suddenly so messy
Nothing warned me to be easy
All so suddenly unconditionally made me so uneasy
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18.

I said, “I don’t know but I will”

Now, I realize
I don’t know how could I say that
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19.

My legs moved
They didn’t want to stop
As my heart
She was so eager to beat, so hard
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20.

It was getting darker
It had breeze
It felt soft
But the Sunset brought it shine
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I am a poetry from God's love and my parents's love, so maybe that's why I am in here, with my poetry, even without any planning in doing so.)

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He sometimes remains me of my father.
I mean a father figure, since I have short memory of my father.
Well, he is more like my grandfather.
A figure of someone who I saw as a father.

Like, he looks around for finding me seriously.
Intentionally.
Curiously.
Until he finds my look or again looking around, continuously

I would be worried for knowing how serious,
Curious,
with ingenious
Or his effort will be continues.

So, I will run to him
Stopping him
Cuddling him
And asking his apology by kissing him

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