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through squinted eyes,
letters form blurred lines
that pain to look you in the face.
Daring to say it's not been put to waste --
this momentous history, we're writing
ongoing interchanges of post-haste
words, to slip, and to keep falling
into this perpetual motion that's only just dawning
on what love really is;
The rising sun of the East
shows the Orient's finest blossoming heart beats
drop, fall and flow.
But only after mastering the art of letting go.
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