True Love

When the singing of joy is a trully love to confess
Let the bird of love flown to its eternal nest

When the tree of love is not shady and not even have a fruit
Let the window of heart be opened for the wind of truth

Love....trully is the only answer
But not every lover can be a true speaker
Only those of the true believers

by arief setiawan

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