She’ll be yours to keep... (a original poem)

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A caring shoulder that always keeps you warm,
So far yet the feeling is so near to the embrace,
The voice sounds so comforting like the rain,
Whispers to you so calmly, like silence.
You're both apart but keep you lightly relaxed.

When you tumbled down, so hurt, nobody will love you the more she did,
Saying, “You can still shoot the rest of the stars in the sky. Try once more.”
Mastered your every sound and tone even mastered your mode of silence,
Now, imagine, not being afraid of what's yours, you will always be with me.

Give me back my memories forgotten,
Give me back the time lost, and uncherished.
My first words, my first walk, my first kiss.
I wouldn’t replace any bits of the walk, bits of conversation, and even out bits of fuss.

If you need my time, if you need my embrace, I’ll stay and play a melody,
I don’t need the support if only I can fully keep up
That’s history, that’s the way I wish to be,
Just give me another eternity to carry out our dreams to keep,
My teacher, my adviser, my father, the most, my Mother.

-Tikatarot-


Watchwords:
Chance
Mine
Keep
Love
Around
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Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”...

As and will always be reminding you to dream:

“As you are still the Master of your own destiny and the maker of your own dreams…”

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