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The Dying Letter

So you will see into
My past again
Rejecting the today
You will cry over yesterday again.
Oceans try you not to believe the surface
Just like mirror never believed your face
And a lion who kills deer is so harmless
We are all bound to God's curses and graces.
I never knew you would leave me
If I knew I would still love you
I hope for a golden tomorrow
For you , for me and everyone who read this.