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Jun 2019
There are some nights I remember you,
Never sure if I want to.
Perhaps if your memory would pass,
Life could elapse at a quicker pace;
Or perhaps that day was always meant to stay
In touch;
I suppose that's why it would matter so much,
But not as much as today,
When I would remember you.
Written by
Emmennarr  20/M/California
   Bogdan Dragos
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