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Apr 2017
she was a puzzle in a piece of art
painted down on an empty canvas
as splatters of different colored ink
completing a masterpiece  that cannot be understood
by all **** means
and yet there he was staring,
a tear falling from his eye,
as it pierced through every little parts
of his broke down soul
Shi Em
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