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Apr 2020
Uncertainties cloud judgment
Eccentricities pierce better reasoning
By the time the colours fall

You will know why the thin line holds us so.

Both liberating and excruciating. The candle wick burns down til it's nothing ; it proceeds to extinguish itself.

Such is the natural order of things : the only constant is time.

what we feel for the time passed
how we think for the lives past
we loved. and that's all we can do.


This fresh coat of paint is cracking up faster than how I thought it would be.
Here is the beginning of an acknowledgement across years
An affirmation of the heart's stimulation
Never to reconcile if separation would ever occur
Justified by the tension between us
In the midst of a dance to never end
Even if it's at the expense of our souls

The beautiful enunciation of Her birth month.
Batchelor
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Batchelor  30/M/Singapore
(30/M/Singapore)   
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