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May 2012
Sing me a song that will end in June,
for I shall be heard in the distance like the moon.
No amount of hatred can ruin your tune
I guess I just want to see you soon.

As life is a play that will break the heart
I know deep inside you will see the start.
This glare that I have won’t stop the heat.
I’m just hoping that you will play your part.

The love we share indeed is deep.
All your words are what I will only heed.
Sink me deep into the depths of your sleep.
Open my heart, please let it breathe.
MAF
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