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Aug 2018
Do you know what I miss?

I miss the gentle smile that was for me,
the lingering looks with blushing cheeks,
the feather-like touch that revved up my senses,
the soft whispers full of affection.

YOU.
Mary Frances
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Mary Frances  25/F
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     Edgar and Geetha Jayakumar
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