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Feb 2019
She didn't answer for a minute,
Uncertainty lingers, I sense it.
Crossed a limit, no turning back,
In this moment, it's either white or black.

For a second, she goes offline,
What if she isn't mine?
Will I be fine?
Questions echo, thoughts entwine.
Written by
Islam Marzouk
71
   Caladrius
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