Time we had known each other was very less.
Hardly had I imagined that my feelings to each other, we would express.
Another person would not have been so very kind.
Night and day, whatever it maybe, I keep you in my mind.
Knowing you, I realize, has been such a pleasure.
Yardstick I can never have, for it to measure.
Onus is on you, how much me, you trust as someone sincere.
Until I die, to leave you, I will think at all never.
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