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May 2020
Midnight rains the moon on your face

My adolescence strains to remember

My innocence.

Caters to you.

So that too I set ablaze

And strain to remember

Even your darkest side.
Wasn't sure what to call this one.
Written by
Gustavo P  22/M/Chicago
(22/M/Chicago)   
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   Imran Islam
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