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Sep 2018
cry
tears
raindrops
my eyes
fell
my lips
salty
i cried
that day
under
the sycamore tree
waiting
for you
for your embrace.-LN
YOU CAN CRY. LET OUT THAT PAIN. LET IT OUT .
Written by
Lekha Nath  17/F
(17/F)   
169
   Midnight
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