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Sun 30 Mar 2014

Often we meet,
Avoiding prying eyes secretly,
In between stretches a velvet sky,
Only gulf in between us apparently.

High tides doth comes,
As she tries approaching me,
And sweeps the earth below,
Posing as the one, only she could be.
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