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Oct 2018
I grow fond of you with the each passing day,
You draw me close, in every way.

I wish things were different, what can i say
I'm just a wanderer I will move away...

But if you ever want me to stay
Reach me out because im no further than, just one call away...
I dont have the courage to say some words
So i write them down hoping someone will read them
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Mindless wanderer  16/M
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