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Jul 2010
I spied on my beloved
Whom I henceforth met
After such a long silence.

She wore herself white clothing
And deep blue trousers
To captivate my being.

I recall it was not she
Who wounded my heart
And barred my life completely.

New one? The scars haven't mend.
But I think I'll try
Until this episode ends.
Written by
Dennis Go
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