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i go in search of people to rid my system of you; but each time i see a face, all i see is you. in a crowd of strangers, it’s only you, i seek–a pair of chinky eyes, a smiling mouth, a teasing glance. they simply remind me of you. will i ever find a place that won’t make me remember?
a cave.
mayhap a cave will help me forget.
©Diwa
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