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May 2020
I used to miss my love
My one and only love.
Her tantrums and her monkey tricks
I used to miss them all.

But now I’ve learnt my lesson
I’ve learnt not to cry
You have fulfilled your mission
Of making my tears run dry

Thank you for not being here, my love
Thank you for making me better
Thank you for withdrawing your love, my love
For indeed it has made me stronger.

Thank you for not being here, my love
Thank you for leaving me alone
Ben Noah Suresh
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Ben Noah Suresh  65/M/Madras, South India
(65/M/Madras, South India)   
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