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When Everthing Changes
In the blink of an eye
everything changes,
sometime for better;
more often for worse.
Afterward we may ask why,
but answers stay out of range;
never a call, never a letter,
never a card with a sympathy verse.
If you happen to see me going awry,
please reach out and help rearrange
my heart to forget her;
find me the one who's more than a flirt.
Copyright ©
Chetta Achara
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