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May 2015
If not now then when.
The agitation is clear as day.
I clear my throat and say,

"Someday on that special bright blue moon,
Someday when I'm done fooling around,
And finally fall for someone to swoon for"

"Once upon a time in oblivion,
From the blood rimmed wine glasses,
to the sounds of clinking in the air.
To the fireworks in my heart."
© RazanRinaldi
Written by
RazanSidErani  Jeddah,Saudi Arabia
(Jeddah,Saudi Arabia)   
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