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yes kiddo

go and have a cry over

better to have heartbreak

than ...

cold hearts are muscles

bereft of love euphoria

the throbber feels

only aches

to blocked arteries'

delight

that workoholic

knows no pleasures

of ectstatic touch

dreams of shangri la pastures

of idle companionship

committment to grow

old(er) in unison

after the drench, move on

to face other heart aches and

in vacant moments

smile at memories

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postscript for flyonthewall

do you recall?

alwidah

laaj rakh lee

abr e rehmat nay

ashk e rawan ki