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1307 Arabian Days

Roughly if we calculate

It comes to 1307 days

Ever since we last me

Saw each other 

Face to face

 

Counting days

Counting nights

What we went through

Turmoil, bliss and flights

Ain't I right?

 

These numbers 

Aren't just such

They are pain and feelings

That I've lived through

Since last we met

 

Searching one

Searching all

Finding clues

To being with you

Didn't also you

 

Changes many

Yet all the same

Depth more deep

Emotions true

Won't let us sleep

 

The story so true

Each living through

The lows and downs

Ups and success

We've seen too

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◄ For You.

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