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Dec 2024
It comes at the depth of night
this strange echo
in such silence, wordless
its message I hardly know

but a chill runs through my spine
as the night moments gently flow
the moon and stars are watching
in which direction would my love follow?
Written by
Dr Peter Lim  M/Victoria, Australia
(M/Victoria, Australia)   
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