I flipped through the pages of your history book
Of your loves and broken hearts
Of your unfulfilled and fulfiled dreams
Of your doubts and second chances
I heard your whispers echoed dim
I sought for the sunsets that made you smile
For the headaches of great nights
For the goosebumps of your innocent soul
For the moments when i saw you whole
I sought the deserts of crowdy land
Sought the crowds for desert plant
Butterfly that cause hurricane
I was searching for your pain
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