It is autumn again.
They were tangled up in summer,
Unraveled by the fall,
Nothing like Love's fickle gaze
to make fools of us all.
to make fools of us all.
SO
In freedom each sought their own delight
He in pleasures Youth allows,
She chose instead the roads less traveled,
To find herself somehow.
THEN
Hello Jenny! Are you, surprised to find
We've never grown apart?
I've walked some giant circles
to meet you at the start.
THEN
Hello Jenny! Are you, surprised to find
We've never grown apart?
I've walked some giant circles
to meet you at the start.
I don't remember you, Jenny said.
-Wong Su Ann
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