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Oct 2014
I was the scorched wasteland,
you the ravishing stream
my life, sparse
while yours teemed
my lips parched
while yours gleamed,
one drop water was all
that I had sought,
alas! That was too much
for you to part with…

I live on
as the deserted desert*.
Love, emotions
Dee
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Dee
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