walls have increased,
a cause to become unstable
but my certainty dwells
in my heart untouched..

i become cold at my birth's want
of separating us
i cry
i want to be with you

she urges me to go back and be
sheltered by the norms
i know i yearn for you hence
this dawn i refuse..

Take my hand, love,
to that distant land..

Our Love will suffice us..

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