Life is what , it is a constant struggle
Love if what, of pain and constance , it is a muffle
Too many gaps , too many incidents , full of traps
Too much pain , but still a crown of peace to aim
Just that one single hug
That, one single black coffee mug
That one hold of our hands
Those deep footprints, in the heart of sands
That flow of tears,
That constantly pressing of separation, those fears
That one wet walk, on a rainy day
How your eyes look into mine, the way
All this , is what I need you for
All this , is what I love you for
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