My principle is not to replicate
fashionable expressions, perceivably par for the course
it is all about individualism, all about me,
righteousness written bold and loud
everyone had a fair chance of participation
a faint pulse beats
the synergy of our coexistence sometimes amazes me
a wise old man brought me news
no honey, I'm not paying you extra attention
we've had our fair share of secrets
the sun announced his time of the year
reflected on the lines I sketched
I don't need a calender -
it is the right time, now
while I recalled our last conversations
that bit of a moment
I put up a weak smile - consequentially
triggered by an inner gesture
we knew
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