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Aug 2019
In the moment
Days are long,
And they seem
To Just drag on.
But when you look
At each day,
Time seems to be,
Slipping away.
But when I'm with you
Seconds, minutes, hours, days stop still.
And my heart and time
And my devotion you fill.
Bored and lonely... What fills my day? Poetry...
Bella-Lee
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Bella-Lee  19/Cisgender Female/My mind
(19/Cisgender Female/My mind)   
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