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Oct 2018
making love was circumstance
a place we met
friends trying to make sense
while the turning of worlds
catapulted us apart.

We did not understand
what we understand now
and I am sure all lovers
wonder whatever happened
to their love.

The chance meeting
was odds on
when we were teenagers.
And looking back
our love was pure
before the world moved in
changing us and
changed our love.
Written by
nivek
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