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Jan 2019
It was as cold as snow,
As quiet as the morning dew,
And as lonely as two people staring at their own walls and ceilings,
Waiting for the other one to reply their text.
I miss you so so much Icarus
Rose Everest
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Rose Everest  16/F
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