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Nov 2019
Words were spoken,
yet, emotions were left unsaid.

Gifts were exchanged,
yet, happiness was never shared.

Canvas had been prepared.
yet, colors hardly registered.

Thoughts had surfaced.
yet, ideas were left uncovered.

Songs were created,
yet, music had not been premiered.

Winds were blowing.
yet, leaves had not been cleared.

Sunshine was warming up.
yet, cold never left my feet.

Learnings had started.
surely, knowing this was bittersweet.

Loneliness had crept in.
surely, dreams were all where I meet.

Her.
TS. 2019.
Written by
TS Ray  M/USA
(M/USA)   
176
   Eloisa, --- and ---
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