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Holding Our Hands With A Smile…

I see you and me always holding hands,
In my dreams that keep me still alive.
A hope that I never want to give away,
But when you are in front of me.
My heart races and my lips nothing could say.
When can we meet that makes me think,
And the world could not see us eyes blink.
The warm sun will come up in the sky,
Holding our hands with the same smile…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag