Nothing materialistic
or antique, get me this:
I want an ounce of that air,
that still has strands of your hair..!
I want that sand,
that was touched by your hand..!
I want that water,
that still has the scent of your laughter..!
I want that fire..
which is ignited by your ambitious desires..!
I want an acre of that sky,
in which you dream to fly..!
or antique, get me this:
I want an ounce of that air,
that still has strands of your hair..!
I want that sand,
that was touched by your hand..!
I want that water,
that still has the scent of your laughter..!
I want that fire..
which is ignited by your ambitious desires..!
I want an acre of that sky,
in which you dream to fly..!
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