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In the twinkle of her eye.In the twinkleof her eyehe was sent spirallingout of the blue,into her black.entangled,not able tofree himselfemotionally;pi..
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The tables had turned.How was heto knowthe tables had turnedthe place settingswere still the same.
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When people don't connect.The hello saidquickly transcendedinto silencemomentarily,acknowledged,followed by goodbye.Afterthought.Who was that?
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Hang on!"There was no time like tomorrow." said the Procrastinator.
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How far?of long roads travelled,stored in memoriesthere was no distanceto speak of......on reflection.
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If only she stuck around.She could notmeasure the volume,his love,poured onto her.Something about the vial.Hence on leavinga lovethat could not be mea..
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Moment captured.Of the lovecapturedon kodachrome,the stillsremembered the love.
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In the clearing.As the walls of lovecame crashing downaround him,setting the heart freehe saw lonelinessin the clearing.
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just a bit of fun .
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Shortened.The recollectionsshortened whenstories becamecreased, foldedin the mind.Time distortsmemoriesthat linger......disguising momentsas inconsequ..
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