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Apr 2018
Seven sixty eight miles away,
and I’m intoxicated by you again today.

Seven sixty eight miles away,
tell me not to stop longing you this way.

Seven sixty eight miles away,
and I will wait for you day after day.

n.e
A short verse dedicated to D.
brxken
Written by
brxken  23/F
(23/F)   
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