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Nov 2017
When it comes to you,
even wine are no longer depressing,
I just hope that
no matter how far we get,
our hearts will never forget.

Even If one day
we become a stranger,
your smile,
will forever I remember.

For now,
I know step by step we're going on our own way,
but I'm neither worried nor sad,
because those that belong together will always find their way back.
Wine; the darkest shade in purple that represents sadness
Iqwan Roslanni
Written by
Iqwan Roslanni  22/M/Malaysia
(22/M/Malaysia)   
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