Her dreams.

Nothing more,
Nothing less,
It was the essence.
Never known,
Never met,
Still, a magnet.
Her face appears,
She has many faces,
Every newer road,
He finds her there.
So, he keeps moving,
He knows, she's waiting.
In the necklace of love,
She's a solitaire.

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  1. She must be really special. So poetic. :)

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    1. Yeah, she was so special then and still is to my heartfelt dreams. Felt nice, to hear from you :) Stay connected!

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