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Jan 2017
Your back is blurred,
And your existence is yelling
you are about to dissipate.
I can no longer see that vision of us together
Soon, you were to disappear
Away to the haze not even flocking birds could trace
Your atmosphere however, left an inkling in these fog in my memory.

You were in my dream, fading.
Disappear, diminishing,
without explaining why you left me half-alive.
A H J
Written by
A H J  Brunei.
(Brunei.)   
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