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Kim-Anh Marie-Thérèse
Where could I find again the feelings of his fingers
which would warm up my shilvering shoulders ?
Would it be by watching the tender sunny rays
under which I passed by my time wearing away ?
Where could I look for his spontaneous smiling
which at once turned out to be a laugh bursting ?
It would be at the rising moon under the starry sky
that with so much regret I gave way to long sighs
Marie Thérèse & Alexis HO
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