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Last night,
I took a walk, down the gardens
We planted our first kiss…
Beneath the watching moon.
Memories created now choke
Like smoke.

Aduke,
Each sunrise void of your smile
Is a night sky barren of stars.
The morning walk we once cherished
Is now a mourning walk.

Aduke,
My head is a video play
Our love, a movie;
Each night I sit to watch,
Sometimes pause the memories or
Rewind ’em time and again and again
Avoiding the end – your death

Tonight, like other nights
Here, I sit, holding on,
Waiting. Maybe you will come back.

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