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Dec 2018
I'm lying if I insist
that I never loved you
I'm lying if I say
that I wasn't happy
when we held hands
I'm lying if I deny
that I'm still
wishing for your
comeback
Just please
Come home, my love
For all the fragile hearts that were left broken and still waiting
Letters from Lia
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Letters from Lia  19/F/In the heart of poets
(19/F/In the heart of poets)   
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