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Only you with authentic and transparent deliverance

Will treasure my deepest closeness

Will treasure my deepest secrets

I question almost every day

What would be of our lives?

If you would still be alive

I rest my self in your remembrance

Going back to those old days

Where all your furtherance tough me plenteous

I recollect the feel of indulgence

We explored with our journeys

You will hoard my deepest secrets

In the rain were everything dissipates

Only you with authentic and transparent deliverance

Will treasure my deepest closeness

Will treasure my deepest secrets

I question almost every day

What would be of our lives?

If you would still be alive

I rest my self in your remembrance

Where was the dead end?

That I almost end up

Reckoning a feasible discern

But inexorably grasping that you are infinitely gone