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Jan 2016
the weather is cold
and my heart is traveling abroad
watching our photos and they seemed old
what a sad night with the stars that bright
to give a gloomy light
desperate soul
and wide hole
waiting without hope
i won't give up waiting
even that i know you are not caring.
Zina
Written by
Zina  Tunisia
(Tunisia)   
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