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Liliane

Hope

To my lover

Every night I wonder
Will you ever be my knight?
It would make my heart pound
To know that you’re mine
The two of us flying, freed fom our burden
Swimming against the tide of our World,
Alive.

I am a french student and I want to try writing poetry. This is my first poem
Please let me know If it is good enough and if I could modify something ;)

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