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Tuesday, 17 January 2017

He loved, he lived.
It was the mask that did the magic.
Meandering memories were mapped in the heart.
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Ah my love!
Little did you know,
All he could have given in return is anything.
Yet, he chose to give nothing but a silent promise..
An identity lost, agonies camouflaged!
V@@S..

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