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Once I Fell in Love

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In this hot desert heat,

you were a cool breeze

gone in a moment just as you came,

left me behind to wonder if you will ever return

to mess up my hair,

to touch my thirsty lips softly

you were a sweet dream,

vanished with the stars in the morning

leaving me to wake up in the blinding sunlight,

to look for a shade where there are no trees

you were a beautiful song,

which I cannot hear anymore in this noise

I tried dancing to you,

but there was no floor

a wish which cannot be fulfilled, a desire which will never die,

my hope was in vain but I held on to it.

you were a magic happened in a blink of an eye,

just as a shooting star disappears in the night sky

you were a poem written with an ink,

on paper left in the rain, washed away before I could read.

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