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Jun 2016
The sight of you brought my words
Your lips brought my lines
Your eyes brought my poems
Your voice was my inspiration
Your presence was my muse
But then you abandoned me
Leaving me with a notebook, a pen and my own thoughts
Enola Cabrera
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Enola Cabrera  16/F
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