Saturday, January 30, 2010

1033 : An incomplete poem in 3 stanzas

Me, familiarity breeds contempt,
She, if something is meant to be, it will last,
Me, absence makes the heart grow fonder,

(Give a couple of years for this poem to complete itself. Father Time is usually the only true witness of our lives :-))

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