I looked into the mirror,
And found myself looking parched.
I, covet for water and air.
The waters I looked into,
Are still and lifeless
And the air, foul.
I’m waiting for a magic wand
Or a wizard to come my way
With inspiration and all.
Then I looked at the clear black eyes
The naive one in my arms
She is the bright tomorrow, I see
Amongst all struggles,
Disappointments
She will bind us together,
Me and my life.
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