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A poem of a secret relationship: please R & R. |
| We meet under the clock Hoping there is no trail We shouldn't be together But why can't we be apart? We belong to others Yet long to be together But at the same time We know it's wrong And yet, how can something That is so wrong At the same time feel So good and right? How long must we endure This hidden love? When will we not be The third in a twosome? |