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Apr 2017
there are no other ways to say,
there are no other ways but to pray,
that maybe sometime, someday,
when the sun and moon collides,
neither has to go up, nor go down
time would pause,
and my smile would wipe off your frown.
your mellifluous voice soothes my longing,
each word uttered is but a harmony,
your warmth that traps your ethereal beauty,
the breath from your lips escaping.
Michelle  Samson
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Michelle Samson  PH
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   Shanath
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