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Apr 2019
Yesterday I realized,
Of all the things that matter to me,
Ultimately, only few are critical.

Alluring as you are,
Laughing alongside me.
We dance the night away,
And seal it with a kiss.
You look at me with passion,
Seducing me with your piercing gaze.

Love is such a fleeting thing.
It can catch you off guard in an instant.
Eternally, I wonder: Why?
Can you spot the hidden message?
Written by
Stephen S
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   Fecundeity
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