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Jun 2015
By God, what have we done?
Lost in those hours in which we had fun.
Tis this evil, this cruel twisted fate,
That cut us short on our special Skype date.

Now you're gone, then again so am I,
What's worse is, I can't hear you cry.
Fate is kind and will bring you back,
Set everything out on a nice smooth track.

I needn't worry, I needn't fear,
We'll be together very soon my dear.
Till then think of me as I do you,
I'll see your smile when the sky turns blue.
Xiao - SparKticas
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Xiao - SparKticas  22/M/New Zealand
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