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Imagination has no boundaries ...


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Instead of giving me joy,
All I get is misery, teardrops,
You can't nurture me in those.
You know I can't wait forever...
I nourish only in happiness,
And I blossom, return it in
Abundance of fragrance...
State of melancholy kills me,
Not ready for it yet, don't !
You owe me at least that...