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I couldn’t reciprocate what my heart has been humming — “I have been waiting for you my entire life” For I am tired and at a discontent. Seeking solace only from knowing that we are special and just apart, But it catches on my throat like cotton, And I know you’d be frightened. As terrified as Poe to when he trembles over the rapping, rapping sound from the raven. Murmuring: “darkness there and nothing more”
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May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 6:20 AM UTC
Sad story of Mr. Cambacérès
I couldn’t reciprocate what my heart has been humming — “I have been waiting for you my entire life” For I am tired and at a discontent. Seeking solace only from knowing that we are special and just apart, But it catches on my throat like cotton, And I know you’d be frightened. As terrified as Poe to when he trembles over the rapping, rapping sound from the raven. Murmuring: “darkness there and nothing more”
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May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 6:20 AM UTC
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