Nahara Marsoot

Once upon a time

on a land when nobody cries

i’ll be sitting there just fine

waiting for the edge of crimes

 

Once upon a time

on a land where things fly

i’ll be there with pride

Heading to my very own Mars

 

Once upon a time

on a land where the karma dies

i’ll be there just fine

travel alone with my closed eyes

i’ll be just fine.

 

The title of this poetry content the anagram of my primary school friends, i just loved her. She has a unique self-impression, her voice weaken my sense to loving, and i wouldn’t compare her beauty with anyone, she was the most valuable diamond among ordinary gold.

 

 

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