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වියත් සබාව මැද,සිටගන සිටියේය අසරණව..මගේ ප්‍රේමය,ගල්ගැසී..

        what if I am not here tomorrow,what if I am not on earth ,will you then feel wanted..will you then feel hurt,You might miss my long commitments,you might miss my call for love,you might even never see me,lying on your strong arm,please do not search for me,please do not call...cause somehow I am gone by then,you have lost my hold

hi,how have you been,I've missed you,Its cold here out side,of your heart..Can I come in,I miss the warmth there,                                                                

Green of grass andA brass door lockIn a secret garden,The wind blows smooth...Light of sparkles The smell of gods,This vintage mind of,deep gone thoughts...Aravin