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Nov 2017
what you did not say
everything you forgot to mention
and are silent about.

My endless ambition to see you again
and I learn to forget how you hurt me
every single time we meet.

My last good-bye got stuck in transmission.
I am waving hello but you would not look
down below what you deem to be the sky.
Written by
vendi  Vienna
(Vienna)   
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     Medusa
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