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Sep 2018
The first day,
I met you.
My life changed.
I believed.

The second day,
You said "hi!"
Sparkling eyes
And bright smiles.

The third day,
We had lunch.
Ribs for two
And a flan.

The fourth day,
I loved you.
Did you too?
I hoped so.

The fifth day,
You said no.
You grew cold
Like ice cream.

The sixth day,
We stopped "us"
Back to nil;
Tears were shed.

The last day,
I walked past;
You just shrugged.
We're strangers.
Written by
Vince Victoria
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