This was not written by me, but by someone who believed that writing takes talent -- until writing was given a chance. This comes to show that when you let your heart do the thinking/expressing and your fingers merely recording it down, only true feelings come out, nothing more, nothing less -- sometime in ways that not even you can understand.
May you be blessed with a pure heart and many happiness.
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I made a request from DistanceBegging and appealingDo not set us apart in our heart and make us strongWhenever we are thousand miles awayNo worries, Dear.Distance is merely a measurement between finite points.It will never reach to measure Love.
Along the journey to see Distance,I bumped into a small-yet-cuddly shaped object, on my right.I interpreted your name is on it, permanently and nicely carved.Ooo Lord. I’ve been missing this for years. There you are, Heart.In Heart, I found YouIn You, I rekindled happiness and sincerity.In sincerity, I witnessed Love.
I praised Allah for guiding me throughout the journey,I asked Allah for Distance to be mercy on us,I asked Him to protect Heart, coz Heart has You and MeI asked Allah to bestow upon us Love, because from Love, we have everything.
-"macha", July 2010-
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