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May 2017
Distance of 6,670 miles,
Coversations that make time flies.

Fleeting moments; endless butterflies,
Where does the fault lies?

Petty and stupid fights,
Words that felt like lies.

Alone during long nights,
Again, tears beneath my eyes.
Never want to leave and say good bye.
Ethereal Yet Crestfallen
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Ethereal Yet Crestfallen  23/F
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