I don’t know whether to go or stay true, but I don’t want to suffer anymore, do people miss what they have never seen or touched?ππ
What was true love? was it to love the impossible that he had never seen, or to have to go even though he loved?π
People, streets, cities, countries did not come between us.
Death has come between us
it happened,
I was born again to see youπ
A thousand years had passed when I came back.
Other skins, bodiesπ
You were born and died hundreds of times,πππ

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Aum Shanti
to be willd honey child!