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Apr 2018
To the lad who held my hand amidst that blazing summer
Yes, it's you who slumbered on my shoulder
While we're in the swing nigh the day care center

We're in bliss or so I thought
For after that period
You became someone recently bought

I felt horror the moment you let our memories go
In the breezing emptiness I am alone
And as I face my ruin and downfall
It's a shame I didn't know
You're writing new chapters with your girl.

Indeed, t'was only a wishful thinking
That I too, will have my own happy ending.
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