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Saturday, January 17, 2015

Poem #1

To My Beloved


As the cold night slowly augment,
And so is the reverie I spent.
I am in merriment, I am in gaiety,
But the poignant within is somehow in sway.


Nevertheless I couldn't feel disgruntled,
Reaching zenith was always of bold.
Go for triumph, go for feat.
In this rendezvous one day we meet.


Oh my beloved, oh my sweetest love,
Be blessed and favored by God above.
Time is swift, time is fast.
This is only temporary and thus won't last!

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