In his lunacy, I find magic
I pretend as denial of logic.
Why he thinks, if being abhorred by me
Let world wander, I’ve keen love for thee.
In his eyes, I have my childhood
With his smile, I find brotherhood.
Upon whose disruption, I called-out hard
Don’t part him from me again, O! Lord!
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