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Dec 2015
We met by chance
or fate perhaps

-we met-

at a time held in place
a place held in time

-for us-

and we
left nothing
to chance
On a morning that fills thought with a voice and a laugh
as my rotary phone dialsΒ Β his number, one by one and his fancy analog shows my name, date of birth and precise location, before alerting
pick up with caution :)
-LOL-
lluvia de abril
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lluvia de abril
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