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We Will Meet Again

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When jasmines sway,
a fling of scented air strikes your
face. The hymn to bouquet failed.

Syncretically-unspoken
words of love scream. A poem
was born to inhale the angst.

Someone calls you to come for
acid bath. The dusty body revolts.
Empirical vendetta reverts.

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