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Jan 2019
you or you
dear or beloved
do you know?
the moon rustled softly
sneaking into the black mist.
its thick night
I am not alone, there is lonely accompanying
I told...
Regarding pain but no pain.
hope that never disappears.
it's about endless encounters.
I want to tell him.
I'm happy if he listens to my stories.
I tried to wait
let the time take you, baby
here i hug you
with the magic spell that I have
Written by
NURUL AMALIA  23/F/Indonesia
   strawberry and David Crow
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