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wings of the heartmy heart yearns to be set free, to feel the wings of love, across the desolate sky, far above the clouds, no one can relinguish my longing, my very soul cries for the hope that one day love will come my way, the rays of the sun warm my skin, the delicate fragance of a newly blooming rose, my fingers linger near the sweetness of your lips, forever lost in your embrace, mindlessly wondering why you went away, at the very moment my heart felt its wings, now i am left with this aching in my soul, for the passion that once enthrawled me, now escapes my grasp..... Vote for this poem
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