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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.
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Jan 19, 2020
Jan 19, 2020 at 7:45 AM UTC
Irony
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.
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Jan 19, 2020
Jan 19, 2020 at 7:45 AM UTC
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