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Blowing bubbles with my son took me back in time to my own childhood. Playing with him , it was so much fun..
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Sometimes, we realize how close we have become when unknowingly our hearts sing in sync the same song...
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My first trial at Haiku.. Not even sure if I got it right..
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Every feeling locked up
Behind an impassive face,
A chest full of emotions
in an unopened case.
On my face was a mask
Of an unfeeling smile,
W..
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The world is buzzing past me
I hear voices all around
Some talking to me ,
Some about me ,
Yet others about things beyond me
In this cackle of vo..
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My friend , I never did callNot text or email onceNor write on a digital wallA boring birthday message.I remember a time , we used to talkThe laughs ,..
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Dedicated to the old man I saw in the bus , whose story it partly is.
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