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Jun 2018
Drinking milk
white as the moon

I've stopped asking
where you go

no matter how far away
whatever time

I'll fill the blank pages
to our lost stories

no matter if you're gone
if you'll never come back

I won't stop loving

hard to accept
I still can't sleep early

where you stay
I'll always look forward to the morning

I'll treasure our moments
I'll fill the blank pages

You're intertwined
now in my heart
eileen
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eileen
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