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Jun 2019
You’re there, still
When night comes.

A faint and dimming image.

But alone, I am
Unable to feel,

You have become a thought.

Because together,
We built these walls

To keep us apart

Yet still,
we are together.

In this fragmented,
Tormented way.

Alone, at night
Written by
More Love
   Bogdan Dragos
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