POEM 3

Seeds of love scattered by the wind,

mystery floating in the air,

I wonder if you told me more truths than lies

and how I could detect the truth.

 

If you read this, don’t get bored my ex-darling,

but think of answering my questions.

I still have questions regarding you

and even if you say nothing, do not forget me.

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