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Jul 2019
Sitting there
Your eyes don't have any colors anymore
The tables are scattered
And your mind are also lost
It's just a matter of time
Before everything ends
Too quickly, too slowly
However you don't even try to catch it up or wait for it
You've tried so hard and now you can't move
You enjoyed the silence a last time
And now i can see you slowly closing your eyes
"Good night"
migayle ocuaman
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migayle ocuaman  19/Bigender/philippines
(19/Bigender/philippines)   
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