Kindred soul entwined with mine,
A lover’s soothing voice saying it’s fine
Love gathered from the morning dew,
As told in song from flowers in bloom.

Kindness strewn in tapestry,
Another song of ancestry,
Looking for a reason why,
Another tragedy a tale to lie.

Killing softly reviving feuds,
Assorted fights giving dues,
Landing flying hope and soon,
And soon I’ll tell sing to you.

Thrice I’ve said your name,
The same ashamed tone I say,
Sorry to have hurt you, but love
Have I you, dare I say, forever-more
 
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