Dread (Triolet)
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Cynthia Buhain-baello
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My love just passed by my window,
His steps, elusive, were in haste.
What my heart held, he failed to know,
My love just passed by my window.
With painful dread I face tomorrow
Perhaps hope has been laid waste.
My love just passed by my window,
His steps, elusive, were in haste.
Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~02.07.16
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