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Jan 2020
I wanted to forget you.
So I stopped talking to you
But then you made it worse
By coming in my dreams everyday.
You touched me.
You missed me.
You hugged me.
Your presence lingers around me.
It's like you are in my blood.
I breathe you.
But ironic fact I still haven't touched you in reality even once.
Written by
Tiana  18/F
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