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Thursday, February 24, 2005

Eternity Conspired

Here I look for the traces of sand in water
They remind me of my landlord's beautiful daughter

She was like a spotless moon
A cool breeze on a sultry noon

The color of hair.. light brown
Never was she seen with a smallest frown

Now that I am no longer near her
She's a sweetest thought wrapped in warm fur

Why do I still long for is the thought
Wish I ever that love could be bought

Fire and ice should never be together thought about
That was the reason I was kicked out !!