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Oct 2018
The colors are changing
But they are not changing
Fast enough.
Not fast enough
To satisfy my will to hold you
Not fast enough
To satisfy my urge to kiss you
Not fast enough;
And I think that the
Time
Will
Drag
Until I see you standing in front of me.
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faith autumn  17/F/NY
(17/F/NY)   
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