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Nov 2018
Only imagine the pain, as it was all left to feel.
Gasping to the top of your lungs, just to be heard once.
Grasping, like it was the mรกs time to be held.
Breathing, as if it was your last breath.

But above all, loving with every piece I you, because you want to be loved, like you have never been before.
Deiny Moretta
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