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Jul 2018
You were there in my dreams, holding me
I woke up minutes later,  not knowing if I should be happy or not
facing the reality of,
you being a hundred miles away from me,
nowhere to be seen, nowhere to be touched
o, heavens
will the day of being with him ever come?
will I ever get to see his beautiful facade up close?
will I ever get to know what it feels like to hold him?

The answer is No.
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