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Awnaeji Feb 13
In silent nights, I call your name,
Yet echoes fade like distant flame.
A love once bright, now dim and cold,
A story left in sorrow told.

The stars still shine, the moon still glows,
But in my heart, the shadow grows.
For love remains, though you have flown,
And I am here, yet still alone.
Awnaeji Feb 10
Her curtains are blue.
You painted it yellow.

— The End —