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May 2015
The sky holds all the unwritten words
The thoughts which have never been spoken
The non-existing words in all the love stories
The feelings we can't express

It holds everything we can't bring to words. It's not just a sky, it's an open book. Full of secrets and fears.

It doesn't just hold clouds and birds, it holds way more.

**It holds you & me.
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writer  20/F/UK
   Soul, Death-throws, SPT, Murredith and RH 78
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