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Mar 2016
I just have to spend
all my sleepless nights
sitting at the porch
holding a glass full of hope
wondering if you feel
the same way
as I feel about you,
each and every seconds of the day.
Written by
Sekar Hardani  Indonesia
(Indonesia)   
684
   Aeerdna, --- and codenameDust
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