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Jul 2017
when you were mine
your contagious laugh, quirky smile, even your simple existence
paralyzed me

unable to move
as if I was drifting on a cloud

when you left
the paralysis wore off

how ironic
standing on two feet
I am unable to stand on my own
Written by
lynne  18/F
(18/F)   
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