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Mar 2018
Numbers can't count the number of times
I look back to see if you are behind.
Words can’t word the love I have for you
can’t you see it in my eyes?
I must be a great success,
as I rise amidst my defeat to impress you.
Only if you looked at me with those caffeine intoxicated eyes,
only if you had shown the brownness of love,
I’d have been in love with you just the same,
Or maybe a bit more...
Susan Jacob
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Susan Jacob  India
(India)   
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