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Nov 2014
Whatever it was
or seemed to be,
it only was platonic.

Why then is the sting
of this tiny barb so sharp
within my weeping heart?

Why is it so ironic?
Lynn Greyling
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Lynn Greyling  SOUTH AFRICA
(SOUTH AFRICA)   
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