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I Remember
I remember the joy and confusion.
A touch of your lips was not an illusion.
Almost love, almost fall into the abyss.
I know the secret of loneliness,
It’s a mystery and it is soundness,
The dream that was just a fess.
I run in a hush and in snowy garden
Longing and wishing to say ‘pardon’.
Missing the only one every day harden.
I reme...
Tuesday 12th February 2013 7:46 pm
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