For the first time in my life, I missed you.
I felt regret for not being there to look after you,
I wanted to talk to you,
So I reached out,
For the first time in my life.
It was He who brought me there,
who tought me how,
who blessed me with the virtues.
He who you hate,
He put me there.
...and now,
I pray for him to bless you too,
and not to let me slip away.
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