A deep desire I still hold,
An urge to secretly meet you.
But these grey walls betray my
hope,
Keeping you as a hostage far from
my sight.
Love, I know you can hear my sobs
echoing across these heights,
Your gifted anklet is the only
music that can be heard.
It’s this distance that has
separated us humans, not our souls,
For these 177 years of an painful
exile,
Are a testimony of an love
fighting to triumph against all odds.......
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