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Oct 2011
If we're asked to shout,

would same words echo from our mouth?

If I'd cross this street,

are you there halfway so  we'd meet?

when you hear me singing songs,

would you care to sing-along?

this is not like a daisy;

blooms as the sun rises,

then shuts as it darkens.

It's more like an evergreen,

color is unfading

though seasons are changing.

if I leave this hanging,

would you...

07-23-11
Sylph
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Sylph
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   Emily Tyler and serah
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