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Oct 2018
Where has the time gone by?
You used to love me
with all your heart.
And now you love me
with only the words
your mouth could afford
to decorate.

Where has the time gone by?
A chainsmoker bids goodbye
to his last cigarette.
And a lover,
oh her lover's love...
has begun to die.
Both flames
eventually lose ignition.
And oh,
where has the love gone by?
Mary Velarde
Written by
Mary Velarde  20/F
(20/F)   
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   Mercia, George, Keith Wilson and OC
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