At a desire, my expect
And become a real in life my
There I think many matter
Mixed in my life motion and step
And at the time of waiting
Don't know what and why
Is always marked with words ask
And liver which always have doubt blanket to
And finally do step to end at
A desire, its direction where is go
Always just and always
Desire will always together in each;every step
and Road which we pass
2 October 2011
Ayar Adsa
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