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Sep 2012
The glance that broke my heart
Did not escape my eyes.
But I would that the wind
Just caused my eyes to blink.

But pity for myself
And cursed be my sight.
That I, feigning a smirk
Caught for myself the hurt!

It is one thing to smile
And another to glance.
But in front of my face
I know your eyes passed by.
alan
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