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Oct 2014
Maybe one day, we'll meet again
Till then I promise, that's the last bloodstain
Until we next meet, I shall wait
Because perhaps there is, such thing as fate
And perhaps that we said can still come true
Perhaps there is a future for me and you
I don't think I'll ever stop being in love
But at your request I'll move on, sort of
In response to your last poem.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
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