by boy yendra tamin

when afternoon comes, the sunlight falling on the horizon
there are memories passed from the past
and hope that the dream came again, when the night brings lonely
although there is no moon in the hands
but love is eternal in the heart, you carved in me
sweetheart
3/1/2012

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