how desolate a heart without love
as a desert without camels
as a Gobi without vegetation
as the earth. without the sunlight
how desolate my heart
beats in cold and lonely
no flowers blosom in heart
blood is gone and leave only empty atrium
the desolate heart roams on the desert
the desolate heart grows on the Gobi
the desolate heart lights the earth
the desolate heart is full of the power of love
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