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Scent of lilies carried by the steam,
She was near, i feel it.
I spot her hair in the train car.
Renissa! Renissa! I call out.
Her train moves away.
She faces me, a gasp in face.
I love-
The steam whistle blows. My voice drowned.
I love you.....Renissa.
A/n: This is also a thirty word story. :P
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Illiterate Speech or Strange Wording?
PoetryA book filled with poems from a world of strange tongue. Hope you enjoy Lots of love to @parooxysm for the awesome cover!
