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Another Poem

There are enough poems written for you,

About your innocence,

And my heartbreaks,

Let’s add another one here,

Dealing conversations in another take.

The change seems miniscule,

Time is only different,

The heart once felt like melting for you,

Is now completely frozen.

I wonder what brings you back,

The memories or the way,

The poem now ends here,

The heart knows your innocence anyway.


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