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Nov 28
isn't it odd how lives become inexplicably
entwined, says lily,
eyeing me balefully..

there is a strangeness and beauty
meant to be and sundry cliche
and how sometimes i absolutely

hate and detest you but see
the love,the duality,
how could nothing else be..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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