Ricefield

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Our love

is like a ricefield...

we planted it

with love

and care;

we took care

with so much effort

and attention

but the scorching

heat of the sun

the drowning

floodwater

killed it...

the

green valley

of our happiness

and

golden love

we once knew

has withered

and turned

into

a barren field

of apathy.

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