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Five Minutes Left

She smiled To him; She run her Fingers Across her hair While she is Looking To him. He did not Smile; He did not Move An inch. She bitted On her Lips; She stood Up; She walked To the water Table; Two feet From his table; To get a Glass of water With lemon. She got Back To her table; She closed the book She brought With her to read; She took her Bag as well She left. He took along Breath; Opened His journal; He wrote One line: Sorry, I got all your Messages. Infect I am leaving The town In five minutes.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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