A tale of love

She had a comely figure which was stem-thin. Her waist was tapered and a pair of arched eyebrows looking down on sweeping eyelashes glared on a book. A set of dazzling, angel-white teeth gleamed as she blew gently on her carmine-red fingernails

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To the lover whom I never proposed

There were times when we went out for a coffee in the break and I struggled with words. Believe me, I have struggled with the same words for years.

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