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Oct 2020
Can I convince you of a day
our egos will not play in the wildernesses they create?
Can I convince you of a day
good hearts will not be ridiculed and mocked?
Can I convince you of a day
love will finally triumph from the pain of it all?
Can I convince you,
that one day,
the heart of hearts,
well tell us,
what love wasn't?
For, it's not,
this pain,
we create.
-L.D.
Lida Dela
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Lida Dela  36/F
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