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I fantasized
Here I sit in my examination hall
and everybody except me is you.
Thinking of you, with your smile on my face
I write your words.
Feeling your hands on mine,
I believe myself saying all the unsaid words.
And here I evoke myself
with nothing before and nothing beyond.
Your eyes grab my soul and take the control.
If I act strange give me time and listen to this rhyme...
Could this be true?
This could be me and you...
by Aman Aman
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