Miles apart yet I basked in them as if they were meant for me…
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A hundred faces everyday
Every one seem to be yours
A hundred voices all the time
I need them all to be yours
Every warmth I feel
I believe started from your breath
Everyday prayer I make
There is always one for you
I might not be around to watch
But want you life filled with smile
Even when you can never be mine
A part of me if not all
Is stamped to be yours
Vpoetry 