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Feb 2019
it's about time i stopped
chasing after sunsets
for your last ray of sunshine
or the honey on your tongue
diamond in your eye
fire in your chest
anchor in your stride
song in your eardrums
for they slip from me far too fast

like light
to try to hold it in my hands

would be to push it away
9 february 2019, 8.04pm
duang fu
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duang fu  F/Singapore
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