Keyara S Trotman

â„‹â„¯đ“‡â„¯\'𝓈 𝒴ℴ𝓊𝓇 â„°đ“‹â„¯đ“‡â„Šđ“‡â„¯â„¯đ“ƒ.

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𝔅đ”ĸđ”Ģđ”ĸ𝔞𝔱đ”Ĩ 𝔱đ”Ĩđ”ĸ đ”ąđ”¯đ”ĸđ”ĸ, đ”Ĩđ”ĸđ”¯đ”ĸ đ”Ļ𝔰 𝔞đ”Ģ đ”ĸđ”ŗđ”ĸđ”¯đ”¤đ”¯đ”ĸđ”ĸđ”Ģ.

𝔏đ”ĸđ”žđ”ŗđ”ĸ𝔰 𝔰𝔭𝔞𝔠đ”ĸ đ”Ŗđ”žđ”Šđ”Š đ”Ŗđ”žđ”¯ đ”Ŧđ”Ŗđ”Ŗ.

𝔗đ”Ĩ𝔞𝔱\'𝔰 𝔞 𝔟đ”ĸ𝔞𝔲𝔱đ”Ļđ”Ŗđ”˛đ”Š 𝔰𝔠đ”ĸđ”Ģđ”ĸ. 

𝔄 𝔴đ”Ŧđ”Ģđ”Ąđ”¯đ”Ŧ𝔲𝔰 𝔞đ”Ē𝔞𝔷đ”Ļđ”Ģ𝔤 𝔭𝔩𝔞đ”Ģ𝔱.

𝔏đ”ĸđ”žđ”ŗđ”ĸ𝔰 đ”Ŗđ”žđ”Šđ”Š, 𝔴đ”Ĩ𝔞𝔱 𝔞𝔟đ”Ŧ𝔲𝔱 𝔞 𝔠đ”Ŧđ”Ēđ”ĸ𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨.

                         Altogether 

In the shade of trees, my dearest love we\'ll find.

Their branches reaching up, intertwined

As their leaves whisper secrets, sweet and true.

Together with you, my heart feels brand new. 

And lets give it up for the love that grows

Beneath the canopy, where our bond flows.

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