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Dec 2018
My heart had no home,
yet I saved it.
Let it roam,
instead of finding it a place to rest.

Never, would I have guessed,
that this heart,
it beat true.
And, only,
it stayed restless and not homed,
because it was waiting...
just for you.

This heart is
just for you.
Ayse Buntion
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Ayse Buntion  17/F
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