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Jan 2016
disingenuous laughter
that callous expression
of your face
the way your forehead
creases in confusion
accompanied by an unwilling
mind to ask further
those subtle hints
how was it possible to not see past it?
maybe I loved you so
to a fault
Eunice Moral
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Eunice Moral
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   John Rameu and Amanda Francis
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