Is there not any bond?
That I know not
But I know
Something is there
In between us.
Upset I am, not true,
And I myself
A constant reamer
Enjoying your company.
My fault, I want to know
And always I am mindful
To my life, to my words
And I share with you
With a lot of things, the truth.
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