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May 2015
I don't know what to do with myself
I am so tired
but your thought runs like a drug in my
veins and I cannot stop
thinking, missing, wanting.
I yearn for another "hello", or just one
good
goodbye...
Maria Imran
Written by
Maria Imran  22/F
(22/F)   
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