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We are the sun and moon,

You and I,

We work together

Yet never meet each other,

It's looks like we are close sometimes,

But between us is a million miles.

I look at you everyday,

And in your heat, I burn,

But sometimes when you look at me,

I see a light so blinding,

It would rip me apart to blink,

But then you look away,

And I feel like it was all in my head.

Em White

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I walked through the woods and along the banks of the streaming river,

Thinking when will I see the girl of my dreams,

The girl with the big round black glasses and black hair in braids,

The girl I have seen a hundred times and not once,

The girl with a grin that heals wounds and a sound so sweet that the nature envies,

So beautiful is the girl in my dream that she couldn't be more than a dream,

Thought me, the simpleton walking along the banks of a river, until I met her.

Em White

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I got soaked in rain,

I was already in pain,

The heart in my chest hurts me,

There's a stone in my heart

Heavier than me,

My dreams and desires got

Crushed and stripped,

The broken pieces stab and cut,

There's no progress, there's no desire,

No aim, no strategy,

No ambition, no goals,

Only the nodding to my parents,

Only a lot apology

To the boy with an ambition

Who was born unlucky,

The boy with dreams and hopes,

The boy who has aims and goals,

Cause you may not be born lucky,

But you will live happy unlike me,

Who will live without love and passion

And with a lot of pain and bruise.

Em white

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