Poem #5

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When we met,

It made no sense,

But our hearts were set.

We worked together,

Danced together,

And spent years together.

But now those years are passed,

Our love gone with them,

Each down separate paths.

 I say I hate you,

I claim not to care,

But the harsh thing

That I must face,

Is that I miss you.

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