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Mar 2016
If our love's a burning building,
you'd be the first person
to rush out at the stink of smoke.

I'd stay to preserve
our memories
To save all that is left of us
before it turns to ash.

Even if I get burned.
Goodbye my lover. Hello friend.
Raymond George Dias
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Raymond George Dias  22/M
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