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Apr 2015
I am waiting

Your page is slowly fading

Someone is trying to steal your place

Im begging you

Don’t let him hold the pen

Because there will be no sheet

Available for you to write

And i can’t

Turn No More
when you don't want to let go of your past and waiting for that person is the only thing that makes you happy.
Bas Aeon
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Bas Aeon  mnl
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   Virginia S
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