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Nov 2014
Our moment
in time
has passed,
gone forever.

Now,
I have to force
the weakest of smiles
when our paths cross.

If I can bear to speak to you,
my lips
politely
skim your cheek hello,

all the time remembering
how my heart used to race
whenever I saw you,
and how it aches now.
Barry  Nicholas Smith
Written by
Barry Nicholas Smith  Brighton, England.
(Brighton, England.)   
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