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The poem, to come out from the core of heart,
I saw you in mid-night.
Poetry is not a poet;
I say that you are beautiful my beloved.
At the time of the diamond the amount of flowers is blooming;
In your heart you will die time and time again,
My love gives you life till I remain.
No idea why,
I can not get near you.
From a distance, I see that I'm getting tired.
I know that you are afraid, go with the fear of approaching me;
I say that there is no love, but!
Without love we lost our existence.