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Jul 2010
The moment has passed
you need to write it down
the words should flow like your memory and
reflect the nature of its beauty
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you try and find the right words but
the memory slowly fades
the words don't fall into place
Alas!
the poem is lost and only the itch stays
Written by
Ernest Goh
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   Shanon Lee
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