Lost in my thoughts and deeds
Barely had I noticed myself
Urging for a transformation,
I did things never been craved
And then he came with a ray of hope
To give a fresh start, to rejuvenate
I bathed in his cold sweat
And washed away my old smell
With that I re-entered into that world
No guilt, no hard feelings
Only a delicate feeling of love
No strings, but souls attached!
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