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Jan 2018
I miss you...
Sweetness itself,
Apple cheek smile,
So bright and warm.
My sun.

And now you feel cold,
Emotionless,
Taking me for granted.

I'm running on faith,
But I don't know how much I have left...

How much longer will My Love be gone?

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me gs  Wisco
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