Tuesday, August 2, 2016

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Now that we met again, four years had swiftly fled by;
One looked at the ground and the other at the sky.
On the ground were traverses and parallels in sight,
And in the sky, what sign? drifting clouds so white.
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Thanh-Thanh NhuanLe
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