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Jul 2015
A vivid night,
We meet and talk like
We knew each other
For a long time.

A dreamy night,
We love, if only for
This one night that
We just met.

A rainy night,
We break up, as if
For the second time,
In this familiar rain.

In mornings,
I find myself regretting.
Anthony J
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