The story of mine and Your,
Belongs to the past of mine and yours.
The story of mine and Your,
Belongs to the past of mine and yours.
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When im asking from the past,
About what it was,
Past is ansering love it was,
When Im looking at it now,
Im answering love is it now.
Why is it so,
Past sometime is mine,
Partly yours,but when we look at,
At the future,
With full of love,
WHat it was,
Whose it was,
Mine or Yours,
Heart is blooming in the spring
Because of love season in it,
Nothing is happening,when
On the flower there is nothing,
Even God's cow is not coming,
But flower i looking at us,
From backside,by showing,
That the path is mine and yours.
Whose way it was,
Path was answering,
Mine and yours,
But the future is in silence,
Path forces us to go ahead,
While we're talking,
And the wild flowers are blooming during our walking,
Whose path it was,
Now it's mine and Yours,
My hand is asking for yours,
Yours is coming to me,
With thr flowers in it,
And the sun is welcoming us,by saying,
It was our past,
our path,
our flower,
and the flower in our past.
03.25.25
Di Maria
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