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Dec 2018
My first love was a flower.
He cheered me up with the beautiful petals he had.
I hope he knew that I was really happy back then.
The colours of him still stuck in my mind till now.
I was the water that gave him freshness,
But all he needed was lights from the sun.
It's hard for me to forget my first love tbh because he's always willing to listen to my problems. Loving him was never a mistake. It was a blessed. I wish you well. Sleep & rest well there, Luqman. :')
Nêijî
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Nêijî  22/F/Malaysiaa
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