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Jul 2019
Never let me go,
We'll soar to new heights.
Because your love keeps me on the ground,
Yet flying with the kites.

Mornings come, and mornings go.
But they'll never be the same.
Because I've won you in life,
When life becomes a game.

So whatever your love does to me,
My heart, I'll always let you borrow.
Because you belong to me,
Even if you left me in sorrow.
migayle ocuaman
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migayle ocuaman  19/Bigender/philippines
(19/Bigender/philippines)   
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