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Because The Love Of Life There
how I can love
If I can not love
I can understand how
if I can not understand
how could I survive
if I do not have a dream
though I always hear
then ignore
though I always see
then ignore
though I always remember
and forget
yes that's me the wanderer
born and grow even without love
in the presence
there is a fire that is ready to devour me
sometimes I found dew happy but was unable to extinguish the flames
I'm the wanderer
who are looking for love
although tired I will always survive
because I do not want to burnt
I say that this sacrifice
to a belief that 'because the love of life there'
Copyright © 2012
poem
by
Sari Mavi
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