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Jun 2018
Horizon, where the sea meets the sky,
Where the sun kisses the shore.
Where the white mixes with blue.
Standing here watching the horizon, waiting for the changing of the seasons, missing that very person, that keeps this heart beating for a reason.

I am missing you everyday but the horizon always reminds me, even how far you can be in the horizon our hearts always meets.
Randolph Napoles
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Randolph Napoles  26/M/Philippines
(26/M/Philippines)   
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