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Nov 2014
Spilled the water
but did not mind.
Worry not,
it can go on it's own.
Clear it up
it's up to you
Let it dry and
watch it go in a blink of an eye.

You chose to take a step
and there it was.
Colored with dirt
all around and left a mark
You thought it was funny,
but see who's laughing now.
Fine by me
No hellos, no goodbyes.
A random poem that came out of nowhere. (from the "before" time)

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2014
Cyrille Octaviano
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Cyrille Octaviano
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