When our luck takes root
In crossing in different paths.
When you are coming,
And I contradict it,
When your you use the heart
And my mind thinks.
We are not wrong,
We are not tuned,
When I am a water
Your you are an oil.
And for certain reason
They do not join.
I ask you be the rose
I will be a thorn
But together we will be
something unique.
something unique.
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