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Mar 2016
I lost you the minute you stepped inside the airport last year.
To be with her, to reunite with her.
The one you love, the one you loved.

The world is round
Now it's the other way around.
She is past, I am present.
But I can't help but doubt you

I just hope I won't lose you
The minute you'll be stepping the airport, this year.
LIAN LAO
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