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On A Busy Day

On a busy day,

I remember conversations,

In the middle of the client meeting,

Exactly word to word,

As it happened on an afternoon in March.

On a busy day,

I remember your poetry,

In the middle of writing a script,

Missing the sound of your voice,

That evening when you read it out to me.

On a busy day,

I remember your eyes,

In the middle of a crazy discussion,

As they explored the hidden meanings,

In the letters I ever sent you.

On a busy day,

All I want to do is want you.

 
 
 

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