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Feb 2018
Excuse me miss.
Yes dear?
How can you tell what love is?
Oh well, you can't. It is different for everyone.
Have you ever been in love?
Yes, of course.
Who? Where is he now?
My dear, he is away at sea.
At sea? That's amazing miss.
Well not everything is what it seems, my dear. Remember that.
Ah, will I know I am in love, ever miss?
Yes, dear, you will know.
The boy walked away off the beach, leaving the woman. The woman smiled too. She walked away like the man that the boy talked to before.
A man nearby mumbled;
That boy is surely crazy, talking to the sea and two bottles of ashes. There is no one around.
****** poem written awhile ago and I just found it
brat bunny
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     hannah and Khaliyah Keedah
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