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Title: Lost Lover
And I looked for you like a relic
In the ruins of the temple of memories.
For you were the waves
That kept me afloat
The wind in my sail
That kept me going.
When you left
I sank to davy jones locker
And lost my breath.
For my mansion of love
Felt empty without you
My soul fell to the floor
Like an apple from a tree.
Yet I searched
But I never found you
Like a relic, lost in history
You disappeared from my life.
Finding the loved one is blessing for soul. Losing him is everlasting pain.
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