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Jan 2018
You found me
I was whole
But still amiss
Happy
With all the 'yets'
Here you are
Filling me up
I was full
And so are you
We overflow.
My cheeks
Have never recovered
From all the bliss,
When you said
You found me.
Got a new room.
chiasa
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chiasa  24/F
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