章節 65: sixty five
Without You
How many laugh lines there
must be on my face
that can be attributed to you?
I carry you with me---
like this---
not just in memories,
but in a tangible form,
and with age,
as old fires cool,
these lines will deepen,
and I guess this is how we will
grow old together now.
by Akif Kichloo
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