Saturday, December 26, 2015

Caught In The Past Comments

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Occasionally I grimace - to keep from Crying
Really, I am not the weak who cry
But, if I think about you
Suddenly I incarnated as the melancholy
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Sari Mavi
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Manonton Dalan 28 December 2015

loving with gentleness...very nice poem

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Edward Kofi Louis 26 December 2015

Love and pain; with the memories of the past. Nice work.

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Edward Kofi Louis 26 December 2015

Love and pain; with the memories of the past. Nice

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