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Jan 2018
When I miss you, I can hear my heart breaking and the sound of my soul being crushed under the weight of too much hope. The hope that I will see you again, the way I once did. The hope that you will feel the same way. The hope that there will be home in your arms and love in your heart for me. The hope that that day will not be far away.
Aflaha
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Aflaha  34/F
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