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Sep 2016
I count the blinks I take.
The nights I sleep.
The smiles I make.
The words I speak.
I count every single thing,
That you happen to be missing.
As a reminder to never take for granted,
All this precious time I've been handed.
This life I've been creating?
It started when I stopped waiting.
For you.
To choose me.
In other words,
I count to remind myself I'm free.
Ravanna Dee
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Ravanna Dee  20/F
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