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Mar 2021
Be still my heart,
The cacophony of thoughts,
Doesn't let me sleep.

Be still my heart,
The memories of blissful past,
Flood my eyes.

Be still my heart,
Lost embrace still lingers,
Like the phantom finger.

Be still my heart,
Promises made in the past,
Continuously ring in my ears.

Be still my heart,
The wind gushes air sometimes,
Which is a stale with familiarity.

Be still my heart,
Like the glittering oceans,
Just run deep.
Nova Scorman
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Nova Scorman
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       --- and Bogdan Dragos
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