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May 2019
My body constantly misses you.
The day you left; a vacancy emerged.
Will it ever be able to fill in the void?
I don’t know.
But what I do know is that life simply does not feel the same.
And maybe my body will get over it, maybe.
Or maybe it never does…
Because how can it ever forget a vibe so real,
A smile that did not know misery
and those beautiful brown eyes.

It must accept that life is not fair,
And there is absolutely no resolution to the loss it has to endure.
Luna
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Luna  20/F/O a k l a n d
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   Bogdan Dragos
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