Pages

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all this greenness
all this grace.
reminds me of you.
When you were my eden
every whiff of breeze
turns one page of our book
inside my soul it spreads your fragrance
You were a perfume.
A morning dew.
A dream , which faded with the first ray of light
And that memory still haunting me.
But
I
Don’t.
Haunt.
You .

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