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Feb 2015
I'm afraid it's not that kind of
love that passes with time, but
it's continuous and gives me
headaches when the lights are too
bright.
In few years this probably won't
mean much but these thoughts I hope
won't fade away in the dusk because
I like you and apparently quite a
lot.

k.g.
Name of the person changed for personal privacy reasons.
Kiah Griffin
Written by
Kiah Griffin  London, UK
(London, UK)   
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