At the Mid Hour of Night
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye;
And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air,
To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there,
And tell me our love is remember'd, even in the sky. Then I sing the wild song 'twas once such pleasure to hear!
When our voices commingling breathed, like one, on the ear;
And, as Echo far off through the vale my said orison rolls,
I think, oh my love! 'tis thy voice from the Kingdom of Souls,
Faintly answering still the notes that once were so dear.
-Thomas Moore
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Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
Another Crush
I don't want to keep feeling this way,
Because each time I come closer, you move away.
such me tumhen koi fark nahi padta
tumhen such me koi fark nahi padta
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It's only through mistakes we make
We learn where we went wrong.
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Sab aap bataye baithe hai.
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