When the fingers moved
Writing thy name to the soul
When the heart blossomed
Thinking it reached its goal

As stronger became
The winds of change
More of this happiness sustained
Amidst whispers so faint

When all the while I thought
My fate was an empty hand
And I was just writing
Some Love Letters in the sand

Somewhere deep within it told
That all this forever to be
Was so much pure
To cast its ambience on a belief
That it is,and will forever hold …

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