Nostalgia

Love is not love, if it has no pain.
Life would have been barren if this eyes had not rain
I would have been under nourished and plain
By the absence of each beautiful people in life, like some healthy grain
Counting all memories, some are nothing but just stain.
As I still breathe;
This subconscious heart had been not survived without this conscious brain.

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