You speak and I start listening with care;
Your speech brings to life the dead Corpses;
I'm trying not to think of gibberish things,
When listening to your speech;
Though I was totally lost and wandering,
You brought me out of wilderness;
No one ever stays depressed and dejected,
When listening to your speech?
Those listening to your speech receive light,
And give out light;
Secrets cannot be kept hidden
from a confidante!
MyKoul
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