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Nov 2016
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I hate being no longer the owner of my own world...

It hurts that I had woken up for a colourless firework...

I hate having my heart aching for an empty half...

It hurts not to be able to see you, Northern Light...
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© Christina Philipe
Christina Philipe
Written by
Christina Philipe  Portugal
(Portugal)   
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