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Aug 2019
they say love isn't real if they don't make your heart ache at some point,
but with you, it ached as much as the sea storms into the shore and goes back outβ€”again and again, it never ends,
it ached when you lifted your loving gaze and smiled to me from across the room full of people around us,
and we were slow dancing in a burning room.
dusted this from my 2 year old draft box
ren
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ren  25/F/Borneo
(25/F/Borneo)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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