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Apr 2018
Seven sixty eight miles away,
and Iā€™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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