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Oct 2012
Saw his face in the crowd
And the heart skips a beat
You saw him wave           wasn't to you
You're alone sitting with your meds       ill as always
You pretend not to look
Yet, you crossed glances
Feels like something's calling
From above and makes you shiver
It's him again, walked by smiling          isn't to you
Melodramatic and ironic
How those who were lovers
Are unknown to each other
Just another face in the crowd
Or are they undercover?
M Suárez
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M Suárez  27/Netherlands
(27/Netherlands)   
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