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May 2019
Looking out the window

Thinking about how it was a good day

Chasing the little bit of light that is left

But my eyes can only go so far
  

Catching the last bit of sunlight

Being sure it can't get away this time

Hoping they didn't forget about me and this is it

Only if my problems could drift away like this..
vinci
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     Fawn and Bogdan Dragos
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