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Nov 2015
You became my idol
and I became idle.
I don't blame you,
you've always been the same.
It was my mistake
to shake the heart awake
was just
to make it break apart.

To gaze from nowhere to the sky
at night, as it is starry,
are all the ways I bare as why
for bright, I am so sorry.
I remember how it hurts but I can't remember when it stops.
Atypnoc
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Atypnoc  Richland
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