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Aug 2020
(.)
sigh
Brittle kisses
A faint, soft touch
My senses crumble into fine dust
And nothing but the whiff of a past affection remains
A transparent give and take, a predictable farewell
Your songs, your words, merge together
And I see that I no longer remember
Those proud fantasies
Of childhood
sigh
(.)
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Somewhere over nowhere  17/F
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     Ayesha
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