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Dec 2018
Dearest Future Self,

Please meet me at the stars,
For I will disperse like a dust
Drifting and fading
Of this broken old me.

Prepare a banquet in the clouds,
For thy wind will drizzle
My shattered dreams and
Crushed promises.

Sing to me a sweet melody in the sky,
For my heart lament-
My soul withered
Of this unrequited love of mine.

Wrap me with your arms beneath the sun,
For Iā€™m cover with the shivery coldness of the past.
Welcome me with kindness and fond,
Before this old me wave its last.
-Louie Jay-
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-Louie Jay-  32/M/PH
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