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Nov 2014
As least we live under the same sky.
Together with 6 billion other souls,
But at least it's the same sky.

We don't talk, not anymore.
We don't smile nor sing,
We don't meet or brunch or drink,
We don't hug or kiss,
We don't lean onto each other or

Miss each other.

At least we live under the same sky.
Together with 6 billion other souls,
But at least it's the same sky.
Natalie Neo
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Natalie Neo  Singapore
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