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Jun 2019
There were times that I slept
As nothing greater nor nothing less
But when the times came that I dreamt
There was no way to supress
My thoughts of you as something more...
Until every color finally digressed
And I was left, staring
At your outline.
Emmennarr
Written by
Emmennarr  20/M/California
(20/M/California)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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