Glad

Glad, that I am closelucky to be some part

The way you look at the lens and smile

That serene on you is an art
Did you see my unconditional urge?

How I speak about pausing time

Because those flawless moments with you 

Are like fallen leaves.

I wish I could hold our tree always green

To be so I hunt for magic trick

Thats how whenever I think about you

I become some what poetic

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