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In your eyes I used to see
blisfully shinning
like the rays
on Mt. Everrest
at Autumn,

But lately,
you wore a face
that love could not
be defined on again
and curious warrying
for a partner.
old age is something
hard to define
I see the love gone on
your face
and dark like the African forests
at night
you can not be young

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Odimegwu Onwumere

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The following comments are for "The Spinster"
by princeo

The Spinster
The Spinster causes me to pose this question to you, "How do you measure love?"

Think very carefully or you'll answer wrong!

( Posted by: JetfireK [Member] On: April 19, 2010 )

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