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Oct 2018
What is the purpose of our meeting, know I will never.
Sometimes wish I too, like you, would be as clever.
Then perhaps our relationship would never ever sever.

Love you I, from the moment I first saw you.
But at  your indifference, I cry, sigh and  rue .
Think I, why did I have to choose you!

Love just comes in stealthily , I  agree with this.
It doesn't knock or ever say, " may I come in please "
How I wish, before entering, it would outside  freeze.

Why did I have to meet you, oh, I will never know.
Why did my heart react in this way, I will never know.
Why did have to be only you; this too, I will never know.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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