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Dec 2018
I stare at the back of [insert her/his hairstyle here]
my heart explodes, holds its breath
as I expect the face of you

but then,
life: resumes

& my search

                                   continues...
It might be you
Aynjul
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Aynjul
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   Mona and Keith Wilson
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