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May 2018
Here I sit
Longing to stay a little while longer
Because who knows what will happen in the future
Whether I’ll be here tomorrow

Sorrow grips my heart
Tears cloud my eyes
Oh how I will miss home
With every breath I take tonight
Written by
Sana Qaiser
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