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Jul 2018
Late night thoughts
In a solitude space drenched by,
White colour; call it a room
Memories a simple solution to escape
Reality, an ordinary moment
Dreaming and wallowing in the past
Lost feelings, experienced once more
It is a troubled track to pursue
I hope you will find your way back
Everyone has moments where they are dwelling in past memories.
Flo
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Flo  M/Constantly Roaming
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