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Sep 2018
he promised me a future. of him and i “one day.” yet explain to me the estimate, of exactly the meaning of “one day.” shall we cross paths simply in the next twenty four hours of breath? or shall we wait a week’s worth to a month? or simply is “one day” an excuse for never, to make my heart throbbing pain ease slowly away? if “one day” does not exist in our lifetime, please explain why.
Sydney Rose
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Sydney Rose  20/F/US
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