Why is it that you know me in waves,
months, days,yesterday?
My mind.
What I speak,who I touch,
my light.thee people I trust.
Why is it that ypu know,
where is my sun,my whole world.
What I,ve done,who I am,
where I belong.
Why is it that I know my eyes,
thee seventh sense I behold.
When I wait to rest for a while,
in your arms,my whole life.
Thee you,the ego's in love.
(82 Words)
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