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December 26, 2013

 

 

A chink in the armour;

an exposed nerve.

Yet, knowing instinctively

which way to swerve.

 

Always ducking and diving,

towards the right direction.

You knew the path to take,

and saw it through to perfection.

 

And in the end, when job done,

and you knew you’d achieved.

Your modesty and coyness,

could hardly be believed.

 

The route that you chose,

was not always mainstream.

But you continued to deliver,

and fulfilled your every dream.

 

   

 

 

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