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Apr 2018
Holding hands
at the church, singing hymns and songs of devotion
Having dinner afterwards
Having coffee, conversing until midnight
walking to the door
you held her hand, kissed it, then the forehead
She said, "she'll move ahead"
One last look, then off you go
leaving on a jet plane, that's how far you will go
Everything here is nothing but a nonsense
Everything here is nothing short of great imagination
Vivid yet not graspable
PairedCastle
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PairedCastle  Philippines
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