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Feb 2017
It's the same tune, over and over
It's been close to two years, and I'm still not over
You were more than just a friend but somehow,
also less than a lover
But when you held my hand
The world stopped tipping over
It was like I'd finally found a home
that was worth losing slumber

And yet I find myself moving
to this arrhythmic dancing
the distance is but a little space
just to see you smiling
So I stand by the water
and I stay reminiscing
our wonderfully imperfect memories
and the sound of you laughing
23 January 2017
derelictmemory
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derelictmemory  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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   Johnny Scarlotti
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