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Dec 2024
I’m not winning it
nor am I losing.
And it doesn’t mean I’m giving up.

The feeling lingers still
missing the fire that burned between us
the happiness we once knew
the joy of being together.

But the war is over.
Goodbye should be a quiet surrender
yet here I stand
still waiting for another hello.
Lee
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Lee  25/F
(25/F)   
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