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Someone is there to hold my hands, For being loyal

Someone is there to hold my hands,
For being loyal in this world of fakes.
That discloses all the quality they ace,
For the one's to whom they shakes.
From dreamland of untimely nighty delays,
To return to the position which pays.
To create life full of plays,
Someday truth and dare,and some with hide and seek.
These are the golden days to cherish and says,
Holding hands together is what it grace.
To say and make friends for days,
Giving preferences won't late.
The holding hands of both the names,
My one hand talks in your hand and raise.
The sensation of love they makes,
For the loneliness they faced.
Now is the time to recreate,
The lost attachment to regain.
The play of days,
The play of days.

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Someone is there to hold my hands,
For being loyal in this world of fakes.
That discloses all the quality they ace,
For the one's to whom they shakes.
From dreamland of untimely nighty delays,
To return to the position which pays.
To create life full of plays,
Someday truth and dare,and some with hide and seek.
These are the golden days to cherish and says,
Holding hands together is what it grace.
To say and make friends for days,
Giving preferences won't late.
The holding hands of both the names,
My one hand talks in your hand and raise.
The sensation of love they makes,
For the loneliness they faced.
Now is the time to recreate,
The lost attachment to regain.
The play of days,
The play of days.

 Tell us about yourself. When do your #palmsgetsweaty? #aboutme  #YourQuoteAndMine
Collaborating with YourQuote Baba