An eye for an eye,
An ear for an ear,
A smile for a smile.
Yet not a single for a heart's care.
She flew so high,
Over the mountains.
Through the sighs,
To find the truth of fountains.
Yet her efforts,
Had all gone in vain.
I know her efforts,
Cause that is all I had seen.
With a hope of reply,
Even a rejection would be fine.
Even a bit of imply,
Yet all she got was silence of thousand lines.
-Young and alive.
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