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May 2013
And I built it finally
A castle - so high, so magnificent
It reminded me of us
By the sea, that scent
Of our love, of our smiles
Of our never ending fights.

But then came that day
When the tide rose
Devouring my castle beautiful
Sweeping away the sands close
Everything died, everything collapsed
Under me, my castle, my love.
Written by
Freeda Lobo  Bangalore, India
(Bangalore, India)   
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