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Jun 2020
There have been a dozen homes

a thousand kisses

but only seven wild flowers litter the porch of memories

baring their beauty in stark consistent contrast of concrete

year after year

as if their presence

unyielding

unwelcome

showed that love

would always


stay.
Love, a ****. It never goes away. And always stays..

5th of February, 2018.
Batchelor
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Batchelor  30/M/Singapore
(30/M/Singapore)   
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     Bogdan Dragos and Batchelor
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