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Mar 2017
May Summer nights harbor brilliant love,
With graceful charms heed graceful farewells,
As by religion’s light doth we bid faith above,
Concludes us all in neither heaven nor ****.
Yet in moral grounds wears us a moral mind,
Infatuated by exquisite maidens whom shall fair,
Within pure palms grasps tainted daggers unkind,
Until what once hath leaves in ghostly despair.
A lovely face shall forever haunt us to the end of time,
Where perhaps we burn silently beyond the mist of life,
Along with all that is beautiful of what once called mine,
Beholds a love and ritualistic ceremony ---.
Oh what a greatly game for had we all played such a fool,
Between clashing reasons with mind and heart,
Yet, what can **** can too be shocked by Someone’s tool,
And alas shall we as two bodies and two souls fade apart.
With simple promises perhaps unanswered draws a final adieu,
But in our deepest thought, do we truly know,
                           That I will always and forever,
                                                      completely­ and utterly, love you.

Until what once withered can blossom again,
We can never, and I say never, be truly sane.
Jay M Wong
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