by sadaf samreen
Published on: Dec 22, 2005
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Type: Poetry

Once
You’ere so dear to me
I hadn’t thought anyone dearer
You’ere so near to me
I hadn’t thought anyone nearer
But,
It’s now, I know
And I think you know
Why it is difficult to face
Even your smiling face
And
It’s now, I know
And I think you know
Why we prefer the past
Though the past seems past
But it is still you
You, my dear
Whom I remember.


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