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May 2018
I believe in love
Or at least the idea of it.
The idea of two people living so perfect in unison, the perfect fit.
Then I met you,
You were the eye of my hurricane.
But the eye will eventually move on;
So you left just as you came.
I believe in love.
Or at least once upon a time I did.
Short but sweet :)) || Seth
Written by
Seth Honda  16/M
(16/M)   
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