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Saturday, December 7, 2013

Silence


In an evening like this,
When setting sun kindled the horizon
And 
Fallen leaves rustled in the cold December wind
You kissed me on the forehead
And whispered,
Don't talk to me too often
Days went by
Now,
In evenings like this,
You sob
'cause,
I don't talk too often

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