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Jun 2013
Darling, never mind
how long, the hours, or days
even months, to take
nor count the kilometers
the miles — figures and numbers.

Darling, they don’t matter
I’d fly or sail, walk and even run
just to be where you are.
Zaira Diana
Written by
Zaira Diana  Manila
(Manila)   
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