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Oct 17
Reading a book once more,
New insights may unfold,
Yet the ending stays the same.

Meeting you, wasn't it the same?
Moments might change,
Yet never rearrange.

Parting is still parting, heart still yearns.
Yet fate's cold hand has cast us into the deep ocean.
Bitterness still flows.
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Michael Leo
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Michael Leo
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