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Aug 2015
I've always been the Queen to his bed
the ache that swollen in his chest
where he engraved my first name like vow
and called out his whole as mine
so that I'd remember to return back
to the castle inside his cloud nine
that way I know I am never alone
for I have his last name to speak for my own
AM
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AM  Jakarta, Indonesia
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