This post is to confirm, for those who care ( the last count revealed half a defrosted dodo ), that I am not suffering from frontotemporal dementia. Posting a poem...so I guess the comments expected can be expected to reduce exponentially.

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We meet, after a while
After a while, we smile
at each other, as in a movie, a theatre of chance
A dice rolled thrice for a moonlit romance
till the sky.. lit up on my candlestand
and my eye
It caught your way
and my "I"
I let it fade away.

Peace Out