Of The Tale Of Love (7)

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By Christian O. Appolos

Some where on the way,
Some place yet known…

The heart that hangs on the hand:
Shall surely rest and know peace,
The pains and invisible tears that lingers:
Shall find no place no more,
Bcos the day of LOVE shall surely come.

 

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