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Oct 2019
When I thought
It was dead
But a tear proved that
It was eternal

Yes
Never eyes met
Hands holded tight
Lips blabbered not
Still
It lives
As pure as it

Because still
I am alive
And it will
Alove

In thoughts
Nothing i wants
Newly i like to coin alove - a love live after its death........
anu
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anu
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   Weeping willow
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